After a bunch of problems, anger and plain ol’ giving up, I got help from my friend The Modchen to actually get the new improved good WordPress so it wouldn’t yell at me every time I tried to make a damn blog post to get the new improved best WordPress.  Unfortunately, in the process of breaking it, unbreaking it, breaking it some more and then finally going postal and nuking the whole damn thing… well, I kinda maybe deleted everything that happened before, well, today.  Oh well.  I’m not that terribly worried.

I have a bunch of crap to do.  I need to fill out some forms (I HATE FILLING OUT FORMS) and I need to polish my resume (I HATE MY RESUME) and I need to get some things sorted out (I HATE SORTING) and I need to do laundry really really badly (I HATE LAUNDRY).  So that’s about as fun as a handful of sand in the eye.  Oh well, sometimes you have to do the eye sand things.

Let’s see.  It stopped being so damn cold I couldn’t open my balcony door (which is bad) and started being in that magical temperature zone where everything is glare ice all over the place (which is also bad) but it let me break up the ice on my balcony and see the floor of it (which I suppose is good, I’m actually mostly ambivalent).  Maybe in a couple weeks it will stay nice enough to go outside sometimes and not be worried that my butt’s about to fall off.  I know it’s too big you guys but I can’t imagine it falling off is pleasant.

I learned the awesome world of Googly reader a couple of weeks ago.  This will be an excellent way to waste time while filling my brain meats with cool pictures and funny commentary.  Because I really don’t have enough interesting time-wasters in my life.  Totally.  Not enough.  Yeah.  I guess I ought to knuckle down and at least get the damn laundry done.  I have one pair of clean underpants left and they’re the kind of underpants that were never meant to be worn for more than 5 minutes at a time and start to HURT if you break that rule.