…because this morning I’ve been trying to get signed up to a site that would let me determine whether or not the federal government is in the process of screwing up administering the child tax credit that I did not actually request and would rather they not send me. No luck and no timely tech support; as I said on Twitter, ask me if I am surprised. That is a rhetorical question, naturally; for, Dear Reader, you already know that I am not.
…is less relaxing than the thing you would have done instead, but didn’t, because you needed to relax? Sorry: I just got off an hour and a half of what was supposed to be a fairly simple MMO dungeon run, only I wasn’t prepared to tank it at the level we were running at and I got everybody killed until I gave up. I should have stuck to writing a few more hundred words.
I thought we’d be done with the kid’s eye surgery by 1:30 or so; we just got home. And Lord, but my son does not wake up from anesthesia easily. It’s been a bit stressful, and it’s going to be stressful for the next few days, too. I apologize in advance.
Which is going to make sharing links on Twitter and Facebook a pain until they fix their certificate. Yay! Let me see if there’s a workaround.
PS: Yeah, go ahead and open thread it. I didn’t have much, anyway. Today wasn’t the best of days.
PPS: Nope, we’re back to manually updating Facebook and Twitter. Huzzah!
Make sure that the DVD that you’re using is clean. Not always the easiest thing to do when you have kids, but worth it. Oh, my, yes.
…ever, ever again.
Dear GOD but am I infuriated right now. Which is why I am showing people this, from an email that I got: frankly, everybody else could probably use a distraction, too.
…wrestling with audio recordings that somehow acquired a bad case of the snaps, crackles and pops. First time I’ve done phone interviews in a while, and apparently the equipment wasn’t happy to be woken up.
Grumble grumble SNARL.