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May 22nd, 2010

I’ve come to the conclusion that Twitter hates me.  Yesterday morning, when I woke up, all of my @s had disappeared.  Every last one.  I assumed they were just having server trouble, but my @s never came back! All I can view is new ones from yesterday, now.

Besides that, I’ve unfollowed a great many people I’m not sure why I followed in the first place.  Probably, they’re left over from Spy Master.  We have nothing in common, and I don’t recognize their names.  But I log into Twitter in the morning, and there they are.  Sitting happily in my feed.  Yet people I didn’t want to unfollow are never to be seen again.

What the fuck, Twitter??!

The sun’s hiding behind the clouds today.  And for the first time in years, I’m grateful.  Yesterday, it got so hot in our living room (it has east-facing windows) that my computer completely melted down.  M had to take it apart, piece by piece, clean it out, then put it back together and point a fan at it to keep it cool enough for us to be able to watch television.

You have no idea how much that frustrates me.

I had intended on doing everything in my power to avoid putting our old and decrepit window air-conditioning units in the windows this summer.  We really can’t afford to buy new ones, and the old ones aren’t what I’d call energy-efficient, if only because one of them is ten years old.  But the computers are our livelihood, and we’re even less able to afford a new one of those.  So the a/cs will probably go in this week.  It’s supposed to be 93° on Thursday.

This wouldn’t bother me so much if we had more windows.  We have a grand total of four windows in our apartment.  Though considering we only have one screen and one window fan, I suppose it works out.  On the days that it’s nice out, I can still use the two windows that don’t have air-conditioners in them.

I always feel like such a loser when we put them in, too.  Cause no one in our neighborhood but the people on oxygen put their a/cs in as early as we do.  And some people manage to resist putting theirs in all summer.

I’d probably be one of those if it weren’t for the damn computers.

My Morning Glories (Heavenly Blues) and Bachelor Button are growing out of control.  I’m stoked.  I’ve been dying for flowers.  I’m gonna keep them on the front porch.  I’m hoping the Morning Glories will grow up the railings.  I’ll probably have to shape them myself, at first, but eventually, they’ll do it on their own, I think.

M somehow managed to bruise me with the crop last night.  I mean, He did hit me pretty hard over and over in the same spot, but He’s been doing that every day for weeks with different implements of torture (mostly the Delrin Cane), and He still hasn’t managed to leave a mark, so it’s odd that He managed it with the crop.  Holy run-on sentence, Batman!

Course, it’s an itty-bitty bruise about the size of a pea, so I’m not entirely sure it counts.

I’m so incredibly tired.  I’m betting I’d fall asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow if I laid down right now.  And I probably wouldn’t wake up till tomorrow morning.  And I’d still be tired.

We’ve met a couple couples online from the area.  There’s talk of us meeting up and hanging out.  That’s pretty cool.

I think that’s all.

Night.

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