Happy Birthday, DX!
And cheers for Tom helping msbelle.
I'm wiperless. I thought the box in the trunk were spares, but no, just a case of me not throwing the garbage out. So I go to auto store #1. They don't carry wipers (!). Autostore #2 is out of the two lengths of refills I need. But I can buy the whole arm for roughly 3x the price. Um, no. So I grit my teeth and hit Walmart. They only want to sell me arms, and not in the right lengths. The fuck? I mean, my car model is pretty damned common, so I can get the selling out part. But really, it's just nuts. It's a pretty basic and necessary stupid thing. I've got to find something tomorrow, in between the last of my errands and hope it doesn't rain. So annoying.
Now if I can just avoid a repeat of last night (brother called at midnight, kept me up to 2, and I really hope he forgets parts of the conversation because I have no idea how we ended up talking about some stuff we just don't talk about. Ever.) And then I slept like the dead after the morning shot and didn't get up until almost noon. Not the plan, AT ALL.
In the Soviet Union in the '80s, there was a wiper shortage. People would take their wipers with them when they parked their cars to avoid having them stolen.
Um, I'm not sure what the point of this post is....
I should swipe someone's wiper?
I should swipe someone's wiper?
Yes. Then the victim will smile and say, "Just like the Soviet Union in the '80s... good times... good times...."
Tom Scola is AWESOME for helping me out today
And Nutty came over and helped me move furniture, which relieved me of my boredom and also made the place much more presentable. All Hail Nutty!
Yay for helpful Buffistas-- JZ and Maidengurl and I went on a home stuff shopping spree, and MG vacuumed for me and JZ is onto a god with mirror putting up and art hanging and all sorts of things. Better yet, we are going to see Harry Potter instead of finishing, so JZ is going to have to come back. Yay!
Stupidhead. Right. "You keep using that word. I do not it means what you think it means."
No, but really. It's just about common factors. That's all! Arithmetic... my old nemesis.
Gawd, they are doing math again.
It's that Emily. She's a bad seed, I tells ya. The first polynomial is always free.
