August 13, 2018

mushy sponge brain

The chances are fair to middling that I won't be as prolific this week as I would like, owing to our annual Hell Week at work (loads of fiscal bullshit, chaos, and general frenzy).  My brain is a wrung-out sponge right now and the parts that write are on strike.

I cope by playing Minecraft at lunch.

Therapy is also fun ... I have the ability to access great depths within myself, such as concern about my toenail polish color and dreading the start of school because they never tell you which notebooks you need until it's too late to buy them, except that Amazon solves Problems like that.  Therapy isn't all that productive.

I'm going to try my best, though.

So I'll leave you with this wonderful text from my daddy yesterday, regarding Molly's turd-eating episode:

"How is your S-E-D?  That's my acronym for 'feces consuming animal'."

It took me three full minutes to get "shit-eating dog."

1 comment:

  1. Wow. Repeat after me -- illegitimi non carborundum! Use it as a mantra. I have wooden plaque in my office that reminds me of this on a daily basis! You may already know what it means, but if you don't, it's Latin and roughly translates to "Don't let the bastards get you (or keep you) down!" You got this Lille!
    Mona

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