And I just realized that I didn't really explain the garbage bag rant. That would be the bag to fill with rice and my computer you see.
I'm still sick. Either I got over my cold only to catch something even better (!), or my head cold morphed into a something, which features a high fever, nausea, vomiting, and all sorts of other...problems. I'm
We spent the weekend at my parents' house, where the power went off, and then on and then off and then on and then off and then, finally, on. There was nothing otherwise eventful, but spending time at my mom's means I can lie around on the couch and read all day, because Gabriel is otherwise occupied with all of the cousins! And fun! And dogs! And sticks! And Legos!
Badass Geek is having a giveaway. I plan on entering said giveaway, except that I wasn't planning on carving pumpkins until the weekend of the 24th, because I want them to be all fresh and pretty on Halloween. So I have to decide if I want to compromise a pumpkin for the sake of winning shit. I think I might. Especially since I ACTUALLY FANTASIZE about having the skills to make my own blog template, and having someone else make one for me is a lot more immediately satisfying.
Now if you'll excuse me I have to go vomit.