Today was partially dedicated to making progress on moving things into the new apartment, which meant getting some packing done, and partially dedicated to work-on-my-day-off (it happens, and I’m happy to have the job I have, so I embrace such days). There was even a little bit of time spent swearing as I lugged a pretty decent-sized shelving unit down (and then back up) the steps to my car. Spoilers: it didn’t fit anywhere in my car, though I came damn close to cramming it in the back seat. Note to self: move the seats back so as to not drive with my knees pressed into my chest.
Above many other things, a fair bit of my time went towards enjoying some World of Warcraft. It was a day off, after all, and so I decided to treat it as such. Warning: things are about to get terribly nerdy. I’m not even a little sorry. Continue reading
“Happy Monday!” – said no sane person in the history of the planet. What is it about Mondays that make me want to apply a cattle prod to people’s eyeballs? I mean, sure, most people approach Monday with all the charm and cheer of Garfield (or, if you’re feeling a bit surreal, Garfield Without Garfield). That’s probably not helping anyone.
Maybe it’s because a weekly adventure at The Wacky Shack may involve watching The Bachelor and The Bachelorette, if only because Brianne watches it while chatting with her friends about how bad it is (and other things that actually matter). These shows are a special kind of Hell, and they certainly only contribute to the Monday miasma of shittiness. No, WordPress, I don’t mean skittishness back there. I can’t judge them for their Monday night television choices, because I’ve got plenty of guilty pleasures, too (arguably not nearly as bad as watching The Bachelor or The Bachelorette, but I suppose that’s a bit subjective).
This post has been lurking around in the back of my thoughts for a while, and so I’m going to put it to work. Shameless geekery ahead. Continue reading