Banner Week

Do you ever have weeks where so much goes wrong, the little and large frustrations cumulate so that you burst into tears a little? (If so, Jeez, suck it up already. Loser. That never happens to me. Really . . .)

I finally got my computer back. She's a little unsteady, like she's just awakened out of a coma. And she has amnesia. Hypnosis helped to recover some, though not all, of her lost memories.

I think I've been unnaturally attached to my laptop.

Attachment and desire lead to suffering, or so they say.

I won't bore you with how shitty this week has been for me, how my normally cheery (or at least stoic) outlook has been challenged.

BUT things are looking up. Yay, Dems. The Pilot thinks this is all a trap, and I am so proud of this rare burst of paranoia, but I hope he's wrong. And we're going to Utah for Thanksgiving ~ choosing friends over family this time.

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[Adorable Girlfriend]

Welcome back to the Internets!

[Shephard]

Congrats on choosing friends. I think that's wonderful. Likely just what the doctor ordered.
~S