Today bad. Bad. Big bad uh-oh. I think I fixed it, but there were like eight different messages detailing said badness to all sort of people above me. It doesn’t help to know that this was a potential problem we identified in 1998 and tried to have proactively fixed. It wasn’t a priority at the time, and since then we’ve been hoping that it was purely academic and that we’d never have to deal with it.
Today it bit me in the ass.
However, I do have a few tidbits to offer from my sweethearts today:
“So, you need a place to stay?”
“Oh hon, I am sorry. I am here if you need to talk to someone… anytime. “
east: [meticulously on key] east: you are my sunshine; my only sunshine
east: you make me ha-ppy when skies are grey
east: you’ll never know, babe, how much I lurrrrrve you
east: please don’t take my sunshine away
“Just let me know if I need to send someone a smashed calculator as a little hint of what will come if someone fucks too much with our little Mindy. We like her frazzled and at her wits’ end so as percolate her creative juices to the max… not unemployed which would totally ruin the perilous cliff hanging that your readers so love. In other words, best of luck.”
buttercup: so, you go now, yes?
bubbles: yes, maybe yes I go, um, leetle ones need much help
buttercup: we talk soon, have big fun
buttercup: you make me have laugh hormone flow good
bubbles: me tease you long time
bubbles: kissy face
buttercup: glove and curses