Oh. My. God.
I had been typing for the entire episode of King of the Hill and ranted and raved about my horrible, terrible day; in one freakish contortion of my fingers I hit the absolute wrong combination of keys and everything disappears and the little autosave flashes at the bottom of the screen and it is all gone. POOF.
That is the bozo button on the lapel of my horrible, terrible day. It sucked balls. Donkey balls. Big ones.
But it is over. I remained calm (mostly) and worked my way through it and did all the things that needed to be done and I just wanted to share. Is that so wrong? I don't think so. But. POOF.
Well, fine. King of the Hill is over and I need to go to bed. I will deal with this tomorrow. And I will make it to the store to get whine. I mean wine. I know where I can get some for 30% off.
15 years is giant metal chickens. Or sweet stuffed animals. Welcome to the
15th James Garfield Miracle.
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1 comments:
You know what's worse than losing everything you wrote in one fell swoop?
Not having anyone comment after that horrible day.
So- here's a toast to good wine and better days! Cheers!
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