You really didn’t want to hear about, “I ran test case x against library y and then entered the data into tabular format,” so I didn’t post. Really. But there is worse stuff I could have posted. Like how you can do whatever the hell you want if you’re 89 years old but it’s only common courtesy to tell the guy doing the laundry if you’ve pooped on stuff. (The guy doing the laundry is also doing a poor job of cleaning up and needs his sister’s help for most of it.)

Or I could tell you that I went on the dating sites again and got absolutely nowhere.

Or that I spent THREE HOURS trying to get a new wireless router working after the old one stopped talking to my megacorp-issued company laptop.

All very uninteresting.

And when I ventured out it wasn’t much better. My dad has been complaining about the food I get him; he tells me to get him whatever I’m having and even says my ideas sound good, but later he complains unless I somehow guessed what he really wanted. So today I went driving around looking for Japanese take-out. The first place I went is usually empty, but was packed tonight and the owner apologized and told me that he was working alone and it would take a while. So I went to the other place I knew to be open on Sunday and ordered. This took an HOUR. The whole ordeal took an hour-and-forty minutes, but I think my dad liked the food. Later I went and got myself a hamburger.