11.22.98
The weekend was nearly a complete waste. Puter had a slight nervous breakdown (which I was able to unknowingly save in "Safe Mode," the SCSI installation ploy was most likely the cause of the crash, so I'm throwing my hands in the air, cuz I just don't care.
Really.
Weather here has been shitsville for the last eight days. Nonstop rain, wind and ickiness. Complicating matters is Thanksgiving on thursday, when I spend my annual day in the scullery burnin' the bird. Can't bitch, though. I like it, especially the fact that I am creating a special thing for those closest in my life. That's the nice part. The ugly part is I'm going to Hilo for monday, tuesday and wednesday. I think by Friday, I'll be a zombie.
Due to my machine's attempted suicide, this page design project has been delayed a bit. Life is just chock-a-block full of disappointments, isn't it? We get over it. We survive by putting our hand up to the monitor and saying "Talk to the hand, cuz the face aint listening."
We also say the word fuck repeatedly.
Love to you all.
Really.
Weather here has been shitsville for the last eight days. Nonstop rain, wind and ickiness. Complicating matters is Thanksgiving on thursday, when I spend my annual day in the scullery burnin' the bird. Can't bitch, though. I like it, especially the fact that I am creating a special thing for those closest in my life. That's the nice part. The ugly part is I'm going to Hilo for monday, tuesday and wednesday. I think by Friday, I'll be a zombie.
Due to my machine's attempted suicide, this page design project has been delayed a bit. Life is just chock-a-block full of disappointments, isn't it? We get over it. We survive by putting our hand up to the monitor and saying "Talk to the hand, cuz the face aint listening."
We also say the word fuck repeatedly.
Love to you all.
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