foomart foomartTuesday, March 8Shitshitshit. The guy came today to repair the washer, which has been irreparably burning or getting oil on clothing lately, and said that to fix it would cost $950, somewhat more than we paid for the thing. So now we have to buy a new washer. Unfortunately I don't have my new miles card yet. Fortunately, Sears has a free delivery dealy. Unfortunately, it ends on Friday and the replacement card certainly won't be here by then so this just sucks. Not to mention the whole not-having-any-goddamned-money-in-the-first-fucking-place issue. At least I'm not trying to drive out there. It rained this morning, then it turned to snow, and now it's cold as a motherfucker, so the roads are smooth slick ice and cars are sliding all over the place. I asked about telecommuting tomorrow but there are some god-knows-how-earthshaking corrections on a piece of paper there, so I get to risk my neck and spend an hour-plus in the biting cold traveling to the stupid job anyway. That whole VPN thing is just for show, I guess. Gotta give a Photoshop lesson tonight. I'm totally not in the mood, and hoping she cancels, but I know she won't. I guess I'll just make dinner. I think something appropriate to the day, like grouse, or perhaps crab. With a nice bottle of whine. 5:04 PM |