Diana's car needs a new computer or something, so she won't get it back probably until Monday. That sucks. By some strange chance, the computer is covered under some strange warranty that expires at 80,000 miles, and she's just under it.
But she only found that out after her phone slipped out of her pocket and into a toilet. We probably can't really know if it's OK until it has had time to dry out tomorrow.
For me, I accidentally worked through lunch after wasting half the day on problems related to integrating something new and sweet into something old and shitty. I just looked up and realized all I had was a bagel left over from some meeting. Lame. I was starving when I got home.
Then I noticed, now that the color has mostly grown out of my hair, that this time around I see more gray hairs than I've ever noticed before. Super. It's bad enough it's thin, but now it has to lose its color too?
And just for fun, we're smack dab in the shitty freezing point boundary, so when that storm rolls in tomorrow morning, we'll have snow and then an inch or two of ice on top of it, making for peachy commuting conditions.
It's just been one of those weeks. We're both planning to lock the door tomorrow night and not come out until Monday morning if at all possible.
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