On sharing a moment

It has been a succession of rough days. Several weeks of them at this point. I’m exhausted and crabby.

A complete stranger asked me how my day was going earlier today. And without thinking about it, I shrugged and said “I didn’t have to use my AK,” which is something I’ve literally never said out loud to anyone. Because why the hell would I?

And she got it, thank God, and she laughed, and somehow her reaction improved my day quite a bit.

I note that I used that phrase very different from the way Mr. Cube uses it; to him not using his AK is the capstone of an already good day; for me it meant “at least I didn’t have to kill anybody today,” which was pretty much the least I could expect from a typical Wednesday.

A very brief whine

This has been, by and large, an utterly terrible weekend after a long and exhausting week, and in sitting down to watch Game of Thrones right now I am literally doing the first thing all weekend that I actually meant to do at the beginning of the weekend.

And this fucking episode is an hour and a half long, and as God is my witness I would rather just go the fuck to bed.

Sigh.

AVENGERS: ENDGAME non-spoiler review

Ha hahahahaha ha I haven’t seen it yet. If anyone has access to a time machine and wants to pop back to last night and take the tickets I bought three weeks ago you can have them. All hell sorta broke loose yesterday and the movie– and attending Laffycon this weekend– both had to be cancelled.

Long story short, the internet hiatus continues indefinitely at this point, but I figured if I didn’t post something about the movie someone would conclude that I must be dead and I don’t need that at the moment.

So. Yeah. Feel free to talk amongst yourselves about anything but superhero movies.

LOUISVILLE: View from my car window

Guess whose car got broken into last night? And has to listen to this for four hours on Sunday?

(Coulda been a lot worse. They took a pair of prescription sunglasses. That’s it. Didn’t touch any of my con stuff and the car didn’t flood in the rain.)

Spring breeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaakkkkk

I expect to spend 80% of the next nine days in this chair, and if I have to leave the house more than, oh, four times I will be upset.

Too tired to think right now; reg’lar bloggery resumes tomorrow.