Reboot, please?
Awakened at 1am by a drunken phone call from a former co-worker who's evidently moving back to town. Then awakened at 6:45am by text from a current co-worker who wanted to alert me to NPR Newport Folk Fest podcasts.
Unsurprisingly, all my writing for today is done. After I run some clothes by ATC to see if I can't make us a few dollars, and then take the rest to Penn House so they don't clutter up our laundry room, I'm gonna go hide somewhere and drink coffee until I vibrate out my chair.
And Twitter is down. Facebook was SLOW, and LJ ain't doin' too much better. Who slowed down the internets, I ask you? Did somebody famous die or get nakies?
Unsurprisingly, all my writing for today is done. After I run some clothes by ATC to see if I can't make us a few dollars, and then take the rest to Penn House so they don't clutter up our laundry room, I'm gonna go hide somewhere and drink coffee until I vibrate out my chair.
And Twitter is down. Facebook was SLOW, and LJ ain't doin' too much better. Who slowed down the internets, I ask you? Did somebody famous die or get nakies?