I’m so freaking tired. Last two weeks while getting my IV at the doctors office, there was a guy snoring on another cot. It made me 5 years old in seconds. The second time I was panicking so bad, they gave me a second injection of valium.
I’ve spent an hour trying to get Skype to work with this piece of shit Mac. My brother is welcome to the damn thing. It’s still in its one year of Apple Care so they should fix it for free.
My desk is a bloody tangle of wires. I have to sort that out this weekend so I can pack up the POS Mac.
Tomorrow I have to make volcanoes with 4 kids. It’s going to be a disaster. I just know it.
And I’ll end here. Hopefully I’ll wake up in time tomorrow.