I'm sorry about your uncle, sarameg.
Today I get to present on one of the learning technologies I support. It's fun, but I have to remember that "and here's the thing--isn't the thing cool?" isn't an appropriate presentation technique. (Even though the thing really is kinda cool.)
April 28th--I hope the snow has melted off the roads by now. It was snarling traffic earlier.
Snarl is a great word. Traffic snarls at you.
My uncle died last night & the contractor came back with proposed solutions and bids that are not to my liking on 2 of the projects- so I still gotta find someone to do the roof leak & the back door (it's like he wasn't fucking listening.Buh-bye, nope.)
I'm done.
{{sarameg}}
sends virtual booze
Sara, I'm sorry about your loss.
And your crappy quote from the contractor.
I'm so sorry, sarameg. It's always sudden.
"It's like he wasn't listening" is such a good reason to be done.
I think today I will secretly be costumed as Angel's aura. Kinda beige.