crisis! dismay! woe!
There is no more pickled herring in the house! Waugh!
On the other hand, there is chicken and sausage gumbo, and homemade chocolate chip cookies (the latter courtesy of Vonda), so I am not completely bereft of interesting food. The box of inflatable guitars for next Tuesday's birthday karaoke has arrived, and I have finished my zine for the apa. On the third hand, one of my laptops is doing weird shit (fortunately, I backed it up recently, and will do so again today), another is dead, and Soren's desktop machine ate a CD and spat it out in tiny chunks.
Life continues weird. And how are you?
On the other hand, there is chicken and sausage gumbo, and homemade chocolate chip cookies (the latter courtesy of Vonda), so I am not completely bereft of interesting food. The box of inflatable guitars for next Tuesday's birthday karaoke has arrived, and I have finished my zine for the apa. On the third hand, one of my laptops is doing weird shit (fortunately, I backed it up recently, and will do so again today), another is dead, and Soren's desktop machine ate a CD and spat it out in tiny chunks.
Life continues weird. And how are you?