All things considered, it wasn't a bad birthday. I have tokens of 'steem from friends and relatives. I have a Borders gift card I need to spend. I had a late dinner with a good friend where I could relax a little. I don't know why this birthday has made me so down. Feeling more alone than usual, I guess.
I'm still irritated with the DVR. Sometimes the sound records properly and sometimes I get gobbledygook. With the soaps, at least they have reairings later at night. But when it messed up my Bravo Olympic coverage of the modern pentathlon for both men and women, I was quite utterly miffed. This is a sport I've been fascinated with for awhile, but had never seen actual coverage of. Five sports in one day And now I have no commentary, no pearls of wisdom, no "this is really good, watch this!" alerts. Color me snarky, but the Russian men's winner, you pick up the flag for the victory strut after
you finish the race.
Oh, for the writers on my flist, 500_a_day
has opened. Write 500 words a day to keep up your writing momentum. I've promised to post twice this week as part of my goals. Since gooberfishbowl
will be Fearless Leader next week for CVS with the WorldCon exodus, I won't have anywhere to hide.