Bored as hell, and not going to take it any more
OK, I will continue to take it. But I am bored.
I left early from Hemet, where Jenn and Niall are, to medicate the cat. I have tons I could be doing, but: the book I’m reading is written on ultra-low-contrast paper that will have to wait, probably, until I get new glasses or the sun supernovas; the TV needs to be smacked about every five minutes to do its job (no comments, please); my Windows XP notebook is dead; my video player is fucking stolen; and I’ve promised myself I won’t start any more projects until I clean up and organize all my existing ones.
So I’m doing the only rational thing: I’m sitting at my computer, poised in case anyone sends me an email.
OK, that’s not “the only rational thing” as much as it’s “an utterly irrational thing”, but hey.
Oh. Maybe a new CSI tonight? Maybe it’s recording on the good TV? Worth checking. See you later.
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