In more ways than one.
I had a post all composed on Friday. But it was a little... personal and just a bit bitter and I haven't decided whether I'm going to post it yet or not. It's marinating. Does the world need more public bitterness? Or more self-centered whining blog posts? No, probably not.
Sunday I got my crap together and exported the honeymoon (abbreviated) photos and wrote a cute little "My Honeymoon (minus the sex)" post and then the mouse stopped working and blogger's server decided to not accept photos.
Um, so, not much here. Still got the cold. Vampires called again. I must really be on their shit list now ("what do mean you're still coughing?" Actually I'm sure they were very nice; K took the phone call when I was taking my dammit-I'm-sick nap). I almost cried this morning because
1) I really don't want to be at work today, and
2) I stayed late on Friday to try to fix some problems and none of them worked on Monday morning when they were tested.
I can't go home, there's too many pressing things to do, and I need to keep my gainful employment. So I'm just hunkered down, poking at things with my little virtual sticks until they squeal and bite back. I'd make a terrible doctor (what the HELL is wrong with you?)
So here, I will distract you with the Pretty Flowers. Pretty, pretty!
Oops, blogger's pic server is still unhappy. Pretty flowers later!
I started a Silk Garden Beanie this weekend because I can't keep my hands off the silk garden. There's pictures at that link! Go and enjoy. It's a quick knit and I can't believe how easy it is to keep me entertained; just give me some self-striping wool and I'm fascinated.