Well, FUCKFLANS.

Work yesterday went awesome.  Got home though and realized that I'd left my keys there.  I turned around and picked them up.

 

( And things go progressively more pearshaped after that )

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FRICKEN ALMOST THERE

After the shenanigans that were this morning's events, I got home to realize that the unseasonable temperatures meant that my cold-water-and-cold-oven thawing technique had just given me a case of MEAT SLURRY instead of thawed burger beef.  I threw that beef straight down the trash chute—it is, after all, ×deadbeef—and fired up my machine.  I might have news on what's causing my usual external client to fail, and Jeannie's updating AGAIN.  Considering that the nuke wiped her drive state back to 2010, I'm surprised that the updating hasn't been more aggressive than it has been.

 

I've skipped my nap.  I feel tired and dreadful, but once this is all updated I need to make a grocery run.  I'm out of almond milk and beef now.  I'll have to do without the almond milk, but I need beef.  And I do mean need.  RAI NEED BEEF.  Adding to the confusion is the fact that I keep pushing glasses up on my nose—except I'm not wearing my glasses and so I'm just sort of pushing air.

 

Considering making an actual physical run tomorrow instead.  But the craving for a burger right now is something unholy.  Good thing I sank $23 into a new pass today.  I suppose I could look at the bright side, and say that I'm contributing to the local economy…

 

*GIANT RASPBERRY*

 

And in a feat of "Screw You, Microsoft-user-based blogger HAHAHAH" the updates didn't work.  So it looks like I'm going to have to figure out how to get the backlog into the new format.

 

…I'm taking a flippin' nap.  Maybe when I wake up in an hour I can gimp down to the store and get some ground beef.  Without the world spinning.  (Maybe I'll sleep off what feels like another panic attack coming on.  I can't feel my face, and that's usually a sign I need to chill the fuck out.)

Writer's Block: Girl Scouts' Day

Thin Mints.

Thin Mints.

Did I mention Thin Mints?