Progress!
It's day two of my week of Christmas crafts. I've got all the supplies I need, more or less. A few of them are started, even. But I'm feeling a bit under the weather and the one project I want to work on most requires me to borrow Brent's computer/printer setup. She doesn't much like me, and will only give me half of what I need to get started.
My awesome little brother is sneak calling me with family news. They never want me to worry about anything, so when they thought my dad was having a heart-attack yesterday they tried to just forget all about me. Honestly, it's a hell of a lot easier for me to get the news in real-time than in one shocking "Megan, your great grandma is dead." voicemail.
Consequently, the hospital still hasn't figured out what is wrong with him, except that his chest is fucking full of mysterious blood clots between the heart and lungs. They're trying to fix it, I guess. Everyone seems in good spirits, and I've got nothing better to do than carry my phone around, ready for updates like "Yeah, they shaved Dad's chest, he looks ridiculous. Especially with all the track marks from blood tests. Very herion chic!"
But enough silly personal stuff! I have a fight to pick with a printer!
My awesome little brother is sneak calling me with family news. They never want me to worry about anything, so when they thought my dad was having a heart-attack yesterday they tried to just forget all about me. Honestly, it's a hell of a lot easier for me to get the news in real-time than in one shocking "Megan, your great grandma is dead." voicemail.
Consequently, the hospital still hasn't figured out what is wrong with him, except that his chest is fucking full of mysterious blood clots between the heart and lungs. They're trying to fix it, I guess. Everyone seems in good spirits, and I've got nothing better to do than carry my phone around, ready for updates like "Yeah, they shaved Dad's chest, he looks ridiculous. Especially with all the track marks from blood tests. Very herion chic!"
But enough silly personal stuff! I have a fight to pick with a printer!