Somehow, my local copy of this site is filed under the entirely wrong directory.

Every route out of downtown Houston is under significant construction.

I am finding it exceedingly difficult to get out of bed each morning.

I overtoasted my bagel.

My stomach is trying to eat itself.

Overall, I don't feel like this weather is too cold. Certain joints in my body disagree with me though, such as my hips, knees, and shoulders.

I'm about to throw my phones in the nearest shredder.

Pumpkin spice air freshener in the office.

It's the autumn illness time of year.

Allergies.

I am listening to a Spotify station based on music I've said I like. I was just listening to a new (to me) song and thought "I kinda like this". It's a Dashboard Confessional song.

HR Buzzwords like "Emotional Intelligence" and the misuse of "Agile".

People aren't fully reading things, and they're acting on only the things they read, rather than the full context of the thing they should have fully read.

Today isn't Friday.

Here comes tactile allodynia again.

Feeling so grumpy that I need complete silence.

I keep having to click the "not now" button on OS updates because I have too much going on to wait the hour+ it'll take for the updates to complete.

My astigmatism is causing straight lines to appear wavy.

Slack has changed their cmd+k dialog to show you your most likely match for what you type for a split second, but as soon as you hit enter it switches to an alphabetically sorted list. I raised this defect with them once, but they haven't fixed it yet. It's REALLY impairing my workflow. For context, Slack usage is (on average) 60% of my daily duty.

"Cont'd"

Nothing is making any sense to me right now.

My UPS is dead.

Printers.

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The keyboard on my Macbook is inserting 'aa' instead of 'a' as I type.

Jr has broken 3 pieces on his Buzz Lightyear toy: Both wing latches, and the left index finger.

Low tire pressure light was on in the van.

Ankylosing Spondylitis flares.

I thought Jr was banging on the walls earlier, but it was the contractors.

Something burned a little in the toaster this morning before I toasted my bagel. My bagel ended up tasting like it. I'm still tasting and smelling it.