Confusion. Disappointment. Frustration. Dejection. Fury. Resignation.
I jumped in my car tonight, headed for the grocery store; the solitary purpose of this nocturnal mission was to return with a pint of Ben & Jerry’s in a vain attempt to cancel out a small amount of the negativity from the past few weeks. It has been more than 130 days since I have sought solace at the end of a spoon. Such fulfillment is ephemeral, and the deleterious effect of sixteen hundred calories is anything but ephemeral; however, for fifteen or so blissful minutes…
Heading for the freezer section, I urgently strode toward the long-avoided frozen confection aisle. Reaching my goal, hands pressed against the glass doors, I stared intently at the rows of refrigerated shelving. A powerful wave of negative emotion washed over me; SuperFresh’s paltry selection did not include the flavor I desired. Чёрт возьми! I just stood there for five minutes, while irrational, uncharacteristic rage unexpectedly bubbled up from the repressed depths of my soul. Finally I decided that if I couldn’t have the flavor I wanted, it just wasn’t worth it; I left the store, having purchased just two items—a carton of one-percent milk and a loaf of whole wheat bread.
Driving home, my lungs exploded with an ear-splitting, throat-wrenching scream, and my right foot slammed down on the accelerator. Soon realizing that driving forty-five miles per hour above the speed limit was probably not the wisest course of action, I quickly released my foot and released a venomous litany of decidedly non-Christian epithets.
I arrived home and poured myself a drink—it’s not quite Ben & Jerry’s, and there was not enough left in the bottle to get myself drunk, but at least I calmed down enough to write a blog entry.
I’m not willing right now to recount any of the true sources of my frustration, but I can describe one contributing factor. My migration from the now defunct Bloghosts over to my new host, TotalChoice Hosting, has not been going well. There is some misconfiguration on the Bloghosts servers that is preventing the automated cPanel site transfer. Requests for assistance from Bloghosts and/or Jace Herring have gone unanswered (and will mostly likely continue as such). Our last resort, copying the cPanel-generated backup file over to TCH’s servers so that one of their support personnel could reattempt the migration proved unfruitful. I am now probably faced with the undesirable task of recreating my account piece by piece. Bleah.
Gosh, I’m sorry to hear that it’s not going too well right now. Wish I could help, but I can’t, so I’ll just say that it’s probably for the best that the store didn’t have your flavor because you just know you’d be even madder when you finished it.
Definitely for the best. Food is most certainly something to be enjoyed and celebrated (in moderation); however, I must never again use it as an emotional crutch.
Funny thing is, that in the “grand scheme,” things are not going all that badly. Its just that sometimes a random confluence of events can combine with lingering repressed negativity and set off an avalanche of emotion. (Plus the unsuccessful ice cream quest had a certain ironically metaphorical aspect that hit me like a ton of bricks.)
Oy, I’m so sorry. I think I got mine moved over just before the deluge — a friend of mine had the same issue as you did going from BH to TCH. I don’t know what they did, but after not too much trouble (in comparison!) they moved mine.
A litre of ice cream: not good comfort. One really superb truffle: good comfort. A very little bit of very good stuff is the way I (try to) go.
Mmmm. Truffles…
A little bit of a very good thing is a wise way to go, but it will be tough to get used to. I have never been one who could save the rest for later.
Well, a very good truffle is too rich to eat more than 2 at once anyhow — ice cream, on the other hand, goes down easier. This is fixable by only buying one at a time, though that makes it rather inconvenient unless you live near some good chocolatiers. (Not Godiva, which isn’t all that good for the money. Oddly, Harry & David are quite good, but you need to buy bags of them at once.)
I migrated to bluehost.com with a cpanel backup-and-transfer. They helped me get the .tar file unzipped and in place, and helped me tweak things back to what they were supposed to be. Success and happiness.
I was looking for a Royal Patina bed online… and I came across your website. Or your web site came across google. However you want to look at it. Anyway - I’m mad that you didn’t get the bed you wanted. I most certainly would have given up, but I think you should still try and get that stupid bed. Just to make me feel better about life in general. I do like the fact that you (I assume) get annoyed when you tell people that your name is Michael and they call you Mike. My name is Jaclyn and, immediately upon introduction, people repeat my name as “Jackie”. Why is that? In my case, Jackie and Jaclyn have the same number of syllables, so Jackie isn’t a shortened version of Jaclyn. (I do go by Jac, though… because I’m lazy and I understand the desire to cut syllabic corners.) I have to get back to work now. You need to go get that bed.
Jaclyn,
I actually ended up getting a bed that I love from a different company. That’s the nice thing about online shopping, if someone doesn’t really want your business, there is usually someone else who will gladly accommodate you.
Jackie/Jaclyn—you’re right, both are two syllables (and Jaclyn is a much nicer name). For me, it really depends on what kind of mood I’m in whether I correct people.