I have a cold. I’ve had it since Friday and it has reduced me to a snotty (literally) 2-year-old brat (figuratively). Things that have caused me to whine audibly in a manner unbecoming a 38-year-old mature woman of the world.
- Remembering that I have to go the grocery store at some point today (I’m down to two Kleenexes and have no carrots)
- Having to pull out Big Betty in an attempt to see if this article uploader thing on a client’s website would work on a PC browser of some flavor (it didn’t. It didn’t work on Chrome, Firefox, or Safari for Mac nor did it work on IE, Firefox, or Chrome for PC)
- Upon booting up ol’ Betty being assaulted by the fact that Windows has 732 updates it needs to download right this very instant less there be a rip in time-space continuum
- The fact that I only have 27 Woody Guthrie songs on Enid and I had listened to them all
- Impending grocery shopping (because I realized it would involve putting on real clothes and a bra)
- The inability to breathe through my nose
- Fables vols 7-11 not yet arriving on my doorstep
- Losing five games of WordTwist in a row to a foe who will remain unnamed lest naming him will add to his sudden, mysterious power
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I just bought Fables 7 and 8. This series keeps getting better and better. If I were a better man, I’d drive them over to you. Pity.
According to the tracking info from InStock Trades my Fables should be arriving today. If they don’t I am going to riot in the streets. Or pout and whine. Whatever I have the energy for.
Losing five games of WordTwist in a row to a foe who will remain unnamed lest naming him will add to his sudden, mysterious power
Frankly, I was starting to worry about you.
Bummer. Hope you feel better.