There's A REASON I Put 'Blarg' In There

Saint Joseph's Day
Swallows Return to San Juan Capistrano Day
Anniversary - Iraqi Freedom
National Day of Oil (Iran)

 

*dusts off hands*

 

There, goddammit. Got them papers done.

 

I love it when you get into Paper Producing Mode and you tell your friends, “I just wrote TWO PAPERS!” and they’re like “Really?  On what?” and you pause and go, “… I have no idea.”

 

Anyway, that should just about do it for my sporadic updates. With one exception, I should be back up and good to go for a while.

 

Once I wake my brain up, that is. The poor dear has wandered off to bed before me.  It doesn’t do a very good job at heating up the blankets.  I have a little rice pack that would do a better job, if I didn’t have a BROKE ASS MICROWAVE.* So my brain and I will just have to lie around and be cold for a while.

 

We aren’t going to do it without Advil, though. I’m not insane.

 

 

*Oh, it looks not broke ass.  It goes ping and whrrr and lights up and the little tray spins around, and then you open it up after it dings at you and the thing is colder than it was a minute ago.  The internet tells me that it must have blown an Important Fuse.  Not that I could fix it. From the warnings I got, it seems that microwave repair is for people who don’t think their life on the Bomb Squad is interesting or exciting enough.  I am taking it to an expert so I don’t get exploded.