Maidens and Monsters • Huh.

Huh.

Two days after moving everything into the new office, my wireless connection decided to die, once and for all, instead of just threatening to like it has been for months.

Which effectively renders my entire office setup useless until I can afford and acquire a 75 foot ethernet cable.

I’m writing this from my father’s computer, which gives me the crawling horrors, since in order to use it I must have the largest room in the house at my back. Neurotic Alamaris does not do well with enormous open spaces behind her.

In the grand scheme of things, this doesn’t come anywhere near the sort of catastrophic business and household related disasters we have nightmares about, but nevertheless, it still blows dead bears. Especially since I sold over two hundred books today just to make enough money to pay my bills, and couldn’t be more broke if I tried.

Given the lack of doors in the rest of the household and my mother’s inability to understand “quiet homework time” even when faced with absurdly convoluted death threats, I don’t even think math is on the table for the next week or two. So far the plan is to rage, swear, curse, yell, and then make jewelry for three days without sleeping.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go read about the history of homosexual representation in Muslim art and grump for the rest of the evening.