So…I’m sure you’re wondering where the heck we’ve been, and why, when we come back to life, we’re spewing out stories about aptly named dumbasses and…gross individuals. Were we gone for an awesome vacation? Were we in a coma and don’t even realize we’ve missed almost a month? Well, if all else fails you can blame it on me.
Ah hell I like that song anyway.
The thing is I haven’t been feeling well, and I’ve had to work from home. And when that happens, the place where the one functioning computer is becomes taken over by laptop and stuff. And then on the weekends, I don’t mean to but I tend to hog the computer. So with me not feeling well, and poor Steve not getting much computer access, it’s hard to post.
I wish this whatever it is had a name aside from the curse words I call it. All I know is it’s making life pretty miserable and limited and the doctors don’t know what’s wrong with me, and I can’t find a pattern either. The only thing I can surmise is either my body doesn’t like being gallbladderless, or it has a hate on for multiple blood pressure medications. Either way, it’s messing with me something awful.
The strange thing about this mystery illness is that every day is a different ballgame. Some days I question my sanity and wonder why i’m working from home and seeing doctors and turning into an honest to god pincushion. Others, oh god am I glad I haven’t left the house. Every day I spin the roulette wheel and see what it lands on. And sometimes I get a bonus spin through the day that changes the day’s course completely. So yeah. It’s weird. And it sucks. And it’s nameless. And it may not have a name for the foreseeable future.
By some miracle, for which we have May to thank for helping us discover, Steve’s dead computer has come back to some form of life. In fact, it has lived since about Monday night without incident. I don’t know how long that will hold, since computer fixit geek types looked at his computer and went “gaa? get a new one?” But we’ll take it until he gets a mac, which he was waiting to do until the fall in case, while they were rolling out dumb watches and strangely-named phones, they might throw a surprise mac mini at everyone. But until then, woohoo, we have a 2-computer household again. Some posting is possible!
So yeah, that’s where we’ve been. And man, are there a lot of stories we’ve seen that are stuff we’d want to post. But things may still be kinda all over the place because Frankenputer might re-die, and who knows what road I have to travel with this mystery illness thing. So, wish us luck.