Dear Diary,
Hadn't been checking a "store" inbox because it was usually filled with spam whenever I checked. May have missed something important, but the inbox doesn't archive more than a year back. So, doesn't seem like they think it's important enough to keep?
The cushioning on my chair has been permanently compressed. That doesn't seem like a big deal until but I can feel the screws -- they went with blunt ends, luckily. And the cushion I ordered to take care of this problem still hasn't arrived.
I tried that Google drawing program to see if the computer could recognize my drawings. Let's just say that it didn't guess what I was drawing very well.
Sitting on a donut shaped cushion with a hole in the middle. This experience feels very familiar due to another ubiquitous seat that contains a hole in the center. Hope I don't forget where I am or am not.
Don't understand why so many of the ads I get are in French now. I look up French translations a few times a week? Oh well, thanks for the free practice.
Drunk googling myself again: I have a very common name. And while drunk, watching one of the best scenes in one of my favorite movies and yelling "triggered" at the television. So "triggered" and so "burned."
I hate the new donut cushion I bought.
Later.
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