I was premature in my whining about Apple. The next day my shiny new Macbook Pro arrived, courtesy of my new job. I now have a new girlfriend and all the past one’s sins are forgotten.
However, my shoulder fell off again. MRI on Tuesday. Wish me luck, or a broken leg if that’s traditional, or at least some opiates from the god-damned doctors.
I rediscovered tonight that good pasta with just a couple spoons of sauce and some parmesan is one of life’s great cheap pleasures.
Today’s quote is from eyeteeth: “Who’s down with D.S.T.? Everyone with S.A.D.!”