My fitbit is now held together by a rubber band. Nice things and me: unmixy things. I'm pretty good at the improvised repair, though.

OTOH, I have a nice plate of spaghetti and meatballs and more extra added giant meatballs, and a glass of cabernet, so sometimes plans work out like I, uh, plan.

Why--that might mean you're good at this.

This, THIS. ALL OF THIS, Gud!

And Cass, yes, self care right now is important. I'm glad they are home.

Adding to the good news - the pharmacy is filling my generic Adderall prescription RIGHT NOW. Only took 2 weeks.

-t, you might want to contact Fitbit, depending on how old it is and the nature of the breakage. I've gotten 2 new clip/cases for mine (free), and they sent my aunt a free replacement when she lost hers. Which is to say, excellent customer service. (I mean, I'd be happier if mine would stop breaking, but until they fix that design flaw, at least they're responsive for dealing with it).

So many other things to say, but currently buried at work, so no meara.

Love you all, laters!

That is a crappy week, Sheryl.

Thanks, Epic, I might. I can't remember when I bought it. Or where. But still, maybe. OTOH, the new Charge looks pretty sweet and has features I have been wanting.

I am finally watching Jon B on AGT! Whee!

I was thinking about getting a new phone this weekend. Come to find out the new Galaxy Note 7 is being recalled on account of EXPLODING. So uh, if you've got one in your pocket you might want to look into that.

Damn. It's the Pinto of phones?

Now on to Stranger Things. I need to water my plants today, it's been two weeks and if I forget today I can't water until Tuesday. But first more wine and TV.

I closed down my Slack client. The weekend has begun.

It seems backwards to me that Slack is a work thing.

I keep going to a Church of the SubGenius place, which is not a place I like to be.