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bluecastleCar dead again. Fun with tow trucks is not the way to spend my Monday evening.
I did get dragged off to my parents to eat leftover steak and fries and salad, so that was something. But meant I didn't get home until 7pm.
Then I had to do battle with the cableco as I am sick of having a bunch of my channels that never come in. I just get a blue screen of "this channel will be available shortly." The channels were all out Sunday night and when the automated thing they did on the first call didn't work I called them back, but they were giving me that "estimated wait time is 31 minutes" spiel to talk to a real person. No thanks.
So I fired up their online chat help last night, which usually isn't all that helpful but their stock phrases and please be assured we want to help you nonsense is marginally amusing to read.
Upshot of that is that they're coming between 8 and 10:30 tomorrow to probably give me a new box.
So all my good intentions went out the window and I spent the bulk of my evening watching Being Human US -- the Amish thing is really awesome, actually -- and then doing dishes.
And then I woke up at 5:30 with a screaming headache. I'm frankly surprised that I'm up and mobile at this point, even if I am a bit fuzzy from all the ersatz excedrin.
God I hope the car repair isn't anything too serious. Living paycheck to paycheck doesn't leave me much of a margin for stuff like that.
Trying not to let all this sideline me, but really, I just want to hide under my covers and cry.
I did get dragged off to my parents to eat leftover steak and fries and salad, so that was something. But meant I didn't get home until 7pm.
Then I had to do battle with the cableco as I am sick of having a bunch of my channels that never come in. I just get a blue screen of "this channel will be available shortly." The channels were all out Sunday night and when the automated thing they did on the first call didn't work I called them back, but they were giving me that "estimated wait time is 31 minutes" spiel to talk to a real person. No thanks.
So I fired up their online chat help last night, which usually isn't all that helpful but their stock phrases and please be assured we want to help you nonsense is marginally amusing to read.
Upshot of that is that they're coming between 8 and 10:30 tomorrow to probably give me a new box.
So all my good intentions went out the window and I spent the bulk of my evening watching Being Human US -- the Amish thing is really awesome, actually -- and then doing dishes.
And then I woke up at 5:30 with a screaming headache. I'm frankly surprised that I'm up and mobile at this point, even if I am a bit fuzzy from all the ersatz excedrin.
God I hope the car repair isn't anything too serious. Living paycheck to paycheck doesn't leave me much of a margin for stuff like that.
Trying not to let all this sideline me, but really, I just want to hide under my covers and cry.
