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This weekend totally had it in for me.
First, my wireless stopped working, so I had to sit on the floor in front of the cable modem in order to use the computer (my cable is very short).
Then I had no loonies for laundry, which meant I had to go buy ice cream in order to get change.
The freezer wasn't working properly, so I had to eat all the ice cream.
Saturday, some sort of magical force clearly invaded my apartment and made me read all day, instead of cleaning.
I had my ass handed to me on a platter at Mah Jongg.
Then I couldn't access the internet even if I skipped the wireless all together.
I underdressed and had seriously frozen legs on Sunday when I went walking.
I missed The Robber Bride due to a combination of not remembering when it was on and not being able to check because: no internet, talking to my parents, the tape running out, and the antenna not working, at which point I'd already missed the first 45 minutes.
And then I forgot to tape Studio 60.
The moral of this story is that I think I need a minder. Anyone want to run my life for me?
First, my wireless stopped working, so I had to sit on the floor in front of the cable modem in order to use the computer (my cable is very short).
Then I had no loonies for laundry, which meant I had to go buy ice cream in order to get change.
The freezer wasn't working properly, so I had to eat all the ice cream.
Saturday, some sort of magical force clearly invaded my apartment and made me read all day, instead of cleaning.
I had my ass handed to me on a platter at Mah Jongg.
Then I couldn't access the internet even if I skipped the wireless all together.
I underdressed and had seriously frozen legs on Sunday when I went walking.
I missed The Robber Bride due to a combination of not remembering when it was on and not being able to check because: no internet, talking to my parents, the tape running out, and the antenna not working, at which point I'd already missed the first 45 minutes.
And then I forgot to tape Studio 60.
The moral of this story is that I think I need a minder. Anyone want to run my life for me?