Excuses

I had a post in the works about a chance meeting with another blogger who probably didn’t even notice what a terrible conversationalist I am in real life because she was so distracted by my boobs, but my laptop died again so it will have to wait. I hate my laptop, my stupid white-screening, overheating, subject of a class action suit piece of shit, but I hate using this six and a half year old desktop with the barely functional stripe-screened monitor even more. It doesn’t help that the Fiendling is taking his first nap of the day on me now, at six p.m., and I’m typing one-handed with him snuggled in my other arm and it also doesn’t help that I haven’t eaten for a while. I’ll try to write something of substance another day.