I couldn't think of a decent title. I'm in a bit of a grumpy mood, mostly (I'm assuming) due to hunger. I'm in the process of cooking dinner now, so the hunger issue will be dealt with relatively soon, but other things ARE irritating me. Old man time!!
Jimmy Kimmel, and his "film yourself cruelly lying to your young children" shtick he does every year. Why is this still a thing?
Also, I'm several thousand words behind schedule on Nano. Which I don't *super* care about - I'll write what I write - but it does minorly bug, ya know?
And the fact that Trench (the latest Twenty One Pilots album) is ...only okay. I've listeened to it about 4 or 5 times through now, and my consensus is: Starts off really strong, has a weak/meandering middle, finishes strong. Still think My Blood is the second worst song TOP has ever produced (I skip it each go around on the cd) but Bandito, Jumpsuit, Levitate (those two really ought to be played back-to-back on the radio, like Queen's We Will Rock You/We Are the Champions, or Green Day's Brain Stew/Jaded), Morph, Legend, Leave the City and Pet Cheetah are all good tunes.
Hold on, food cooking break.
Okay,
And there's something womlu with our computer and so all the text that I'm writing shows up green and illegible (but it doesn't publish that way, fortunately, so, it's not all bad, I guess.)
And it's the last weekend before Election Day, which means I'm "on call" this weekend, in case any last minute political orders come through (it's never happened in the 10 years that I've been doing this, but they always ask, and we almost always say that we'll be available for them.)
And... I think those are the big things that were bugging me. And like I said, I'm sure once I get some food in my belly, I'll feel much better. I think I'm going to go do that now.
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