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wow i’m such an idiot today i just glanced at the taskbar on my computer and it said 11/30 and I thought it said 11:30 and I freaked out for about a quarter of a second about where the fuck all the time had gone. (I started writing this at 9:15 am, so. Who knows when I’ll publish it. I actually schedule posts to wait a couple hours if I feel like I’ve already posted too much in a short time, so.)
It’s like. it’s. The Windows taskbar says 11/30/2017, it’s not even like it was ambiguous. I just saw the numerals 11 and 30 and was like OMG.
*eyeroll*
I can’t tell if this is a problem that needs more coffee applied to it, or less.
(Now, in the continuing saga of My Job Is Extremely Poorly-Matched To My Particular Cognitive Impairments, I’m going to go spend four solid hours typing extremely precise numbers into a glitchy web interface that will reset without warning and sometimes hangs for minutes, meaning my ADHD ass has literally no chance of achieving or maintaining any kind of productive focus. Yesss!)
(On the bright side, I ordered myself a few things from Fashion to Figure in their holiday sale clearance, and they arrived last night, and I was feeling cheerful enough to give Dude a fashion show and he agrees with me that a floor-length chiffon skirt and a cropped bracelet-sleeve faux-fur jacket (WASHABLE, BITCHES! No dry-clean for THIS bitch!) were entirely necessary purchases, and now I have to go somewhere that I can theatrically sweep down a hall in heels, he agrees with me.) (quick rec for @wtfplus, who does great sale roundups from time to time, and is why I discovered FTF, who I’d never shopped with before. Their 2x is super true to size and fits me amazingly. No armhole gaps on tank tops! Holy shit. Synthetics and cheap stretch shit everywhere, but I wanted cheap and cheerful Fashion and I got it. Not bad for a girl whose jeans have mends on mends and who spent the summer in bleach-stained cutoff sweats and shirts with holes in them.)
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wow i’m such an idiot today i just glanced at the taskbar on my computer and it said 11/30 and I thought it said 11:30 and I freaked out for about a quarter of a second about where the fuck all the time had gone. (I started writing this at 9:15 am, so. Who knows when I’ll publish it. I actually schedule posts to wait a couple hours if I feel like I’ve already posted too much in a short time, so.)
It’s like. it’s. The Windows taskbar says 11/30/2017, it’s not even like it was ambiguous. I just saw the numerals 11 and 30 and was like OMG.
*eyeroll*
I can’t tell if this is a problem that needs more coffee applied to it, or less.
(Now, in the continuing saga of My Job Is Extremely Poorly-Matched To My Particular Cognitive Impairments, I’m going to go spend four solid hours typing extremely precise numbers into a glitchy web interface that will reset without warning and sometimes hangs for minutes, meaning my ADHD ass has literally no chance of achieving or maintaining any kind of productive focus. Yesss!)
(On the bright side, I ordered myself a few things from Fashion to Figure in their holiday sale clearance, and they arrived last night, and I was feeling cheerful enough to give Dude a fashion show and he agrees with me that a floor-length chiffon skirt and a cropped bracelet-sleeve faux-fur jacket (WASHABLE, BITCHES! No dry-clean for THIS bitch!) were entirely necessary purchases, and now I have to go somewhere that I can theatrically sweep down a hall in heels, he agrees with me.) (quick rec for @wtfplus, who does great sale roundups from time to time, and is why I discovered FTF, who I’d never shopped with before. Their 2x is super true to size and fits me amazingly. No armhole gaps on tank tops! Holy shit. Synthetics and cheap stretch shit everywhere, but I wanted cheap and cheerful Fashion and I got it. Not bad for a girl whose jeans have mends on mends and who spent the summer in bleach-stained cutoff sweats and shirts with holes in them.)
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