like 20 years. the operation is held together by strings and coat hangers. monster thunderstorms in Connecticut blew up some fiber, or something. spent 40 minutes on hold before realizing i had been on hold for 40 minutes. i don't let this shit bother me like i used to, but for a while i couldn't tell if Chinese hackers hadn't blown me up again like they did however many years ago. compared to then i'm better prepared logistically to recover from something like that but if it happened now i'd go emotionally unhinged. shitstorms, man. relationship ends, old friend dies, funeral is intensely emotional, epic meetup last night with a friend i love (haven't laughed so hard in years), i'm out of money and feeling mental encroachments. going back to work. my business still has a pulse i just gotta get it back to work. i have never watched a Marilyn Monroe movie but I am watching But Stop tonight. |
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