After I got home from work I started to feel kind of craptacular. I felt so puny that I decided to skip going to the gym and, like always, started wondering if I was just being lazy. But I didn’t even feel like turning on my radio and that, to me, meant I was probably might have been a little under the weather. I didn’t even feel like eating dinner. My sister thinks it’s hay fever and if I’m lucky that’s all it is.<\/p>\n
Of course, even better, instead of going to sleep I’m having to figure out why Google Chrome is asking for permission to use all my passwords. Is it time to delete everything and start over? Argh.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
After I got home from work I started to feel kind of craptacular. I felt so puny that I decided to skip going to the gym and, like always, started wondering if I was just being lazy. But I didn’t even feel like turning on my radio and that, to me, meant I was probably might have been a little under the weather. I didn’t even feel like eating dinner. My sister thinks it’s hay fever and if I’m lucky that’s all it is. Of course, even better, instead of going to sleep I’m having to figure out why Google Chrome is asking for permission to use all my passwords. … Continue reading Feeling crap-diddly-doodly.<\/span>