( Venting about a ridiculously bad day. )

( More hyperhydrosis stuff. )

( He's going to live! Or at least as much as an inanimate object can... )

( I'm doomed. )

( ...And get ready to pick up the next one. )

( Watching my beloved vehicle die a slow death. )

( Scanner just won't work. Ever. With anything. )

( In which Sleipnir got to wear a fez. Fezzes are cool. )

My morning exchange with the guard at the gate went like this:
"No more bike today?"
"Flat tire."

Yea verily, I awoke this morning to find that my front tire had decided to deflate itself overnight, and that my throat was throbbing sore and that my ears are still kind of sore from unexpectedly going to see Star Trek last night (which is absolutely ( Read more... )

This weekend was awful on account of allergies. ( Absolutely awful. )