My car, my computer and my brain are all broken

 

GEEZUM FRELLING CROW WHAT A REEKING DESPICABLE RATBAG OF A DAY.*

            It began, as the mornings after the great spring chronometric wallop begin every year, with me waking up with a confused sense of doom.  It's already an hour later than it should be and it doesn't feel an hour later.**  I found some clothes and put them on, released hellhounds to cavort and gamble, and herded us toward Wolfgang for our first squish of the day.***  To get Wolfgang out I was going to have to move all t...