I’m having a day. Computer go boom.
So I’m cobbling things together on netbooks, cellphones, and Ouija Boards while trying to back up all the photos of Thom in drag and my pajama clad ass on bad hair mornings. I’m not a happy girl. I’m fully sporting my “fuck you computer, I can’t believe you’re pulling this shit after all we’ve been through” vagina face.
I should have known we were over when she started playing Rod Stewart on endless loop.
So this one goes out to you, computer. You’ll either bend to my will or I will post your ass on Freecycle. Suck it.