Boo.


That’s what I say. Boo.

This past week, though entirely productive, has also been stressful. Why? Because everything I touch, within reason, falls to pieces.

1. My media center is broken.

2. My car is a piece of poop. (It’s leaking coolant for the second time in 2 months.)

3. My sunglasses are apparently gone forever.

4. I have a cold.

5. There is this programming project I’m working on at work that is broken for no apparent reason.

6. I have to move again. (Thankfully for the last time.)

To all of this I say boo.
I’m going to go sulk.

Clif

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