Nothing remarkable, of course. But just stuff.
I just feel BLEH all the time. And old wounds that I -think- are past keep cropping up and making me grumpy. But, that's not to be focused on! Grr.Argh.Bitch.Moan. (to paraphrase from
phuck)
The last week at work was just HELL. Seriously. Ended up having lightning strike the cable pole outside and it fried our internet; had to get a new router, a new modem, and a new splitter -- of course, it wasn't until we fixed problem #1 that we found problem #2, etc etc.
I used to be excited for the CSI finale, and the return of Billy and Marg. But I just Do. Not. WANT. Grissom and Sara back together. And, sadly, the closer it gets, I fear that's just what'll happen. That's why I stopped watching in the first place. Whatever. I'm just staying in my happy little corner-o-delusion, latched on to
gatechic. ♥
Trying to figure out how to get Steve back into writing stuff. Seriously, the shit just used to spew. Now, I can't even get a damn drabble without tears. Also, I'd love to figure out how to get more people interested in the various icontests I'm in -- the same three people keep winning and there's just no variety, anymore.
I miss Stew-beef.
I shouldn't be watching Cooking Channel when I'm hungry. I really want a hot dog, now.
Okay, I think that's enough from me for now. It's not like there was anything useful here, anyway.
Hope everyone's good. ♥