cucumberseed @ 2012-12-16T16:18:00

Yesterday, I helped the the family rip up carpet, and then, when we discovered what had been beneath the carpet, I helped them cut and pry up that.  Today, we discovered that the floor beneath the underlayment was also kind of a wreck, but it was still a day and a half of honest labor, which is a day and a half more than I have done all damned year, so last night, I sort of sat and tried not to fall asleep on the couch, and tonight, well, tonight might not be much more energetic.

I still have nothing to say about the shooting in Watertown, other than, maybe "fuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" in the language of the interwubbles.  Maybe it was 27 dead too many for my ability to be outraged, maybe I am out of things to say, and maybe that's for the best.  Anything I could say would be inadequate at best, smarmy at average, and utterly douchebaggy at slightly worse than average.  I am sorry, but I cannot help but feel that even sorrow is more or better than most of us motherfuckers deserve.

We went looking for a car for d|p today - we've given up finding a new transmission for the accent, and spoke to a fairly nice salesman who tried to talk us into a lease, which no. 

So, yeah.  Tomorrow, there will be more evil spirits.  If I am feeling motivated and my workload is light, I might just crank through them all on the way to ghouls.