Not to get into details because it’s depressing me, but these modded lyrics should capture the mood.
“My tea’s gone cold, I’m wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window and I can’t see at all
And even if I could it’d all be grey, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it’s not so bad
It’s not so bad
I drank too much last night, got bills to pay
My head just feels in pain
I missed the bus and there’ll be hell today
I’m late for work again
And even if I’m there, they’ll all imply that I might not last the day
And then I try to call you and it just got a whole lot worse”
A relatively nice song by Dido, no matter what other words people try to associate her name with.
That apart. Begun some subtle changes to the site. Slowly beginning the separation of work and play. And removing most blatantly obvious ways of getting from one to the other. I’ve suddenly realized why people do this, and that it is a good idea. I will move these “play” pages slowly to wahgnube.org and evolve the work ones in here.
And in life news, I am finalizing things that make all these degree extenders official and legit. Yes, I am or soon will be bound to stay here a bit longer to finish up.