Full plate this quarter and no computer. It is officially fried and busted. I write from the Syl Lab. I have a daydream that somehow Apple will feel bad for making a computer that broke around twelve times in the course of our relationship and give me a new one for free.
I'm not holding my breath.
One thought for the day:
I have got to stop screaming at the weather. I was clomping to the gym this morning at 7:15 and just grumbling my little face off. That's not how to have a successful winter, Alice. I solemnly promise to stop hating the weather. I don't have to love it, like it even, but I do have to stop hating it. I do feel like I need to escape the Midwest by this time next year though. I'm not sure I can keep this up much longer.
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I love you, Alice! You Stanleys and your word choices!
clomping
grumbling
fried and busted
woooooaahhh!!
Aren't you glad I commented tonight?
:-D
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