OMG, my iPhone crashed completely and I just discovered a crack in the screen of my iPad. Jesus. Why is God doing this to me???!!!? He (God is, of course, a HE) was after me. For blaspheming. For pornography. For gluttony. For lusting. For supporting people who wear lipstick.
Ha Ha! New iPhone on the way. Crack in iPad on back burner, Ha Ha, God. --- by applying one of those fancy, uber-thin, glass, kick ass screen cover things. Marvelous. Thank you Jesus.
OMG, at just dark last night, a water pipe broke, started blowing water all over--did I have the materials on hand to fix it, like a real man? No. Obviously not. This morning, I go to LOWES immediately, obtain the required primer, cement, connectors-- and fix it. My life has become unbearable. Unlivable.
Did I enjoy the mechanical analysis? The turn of the wrench? The smell of the manly chemicals? The sweat? The mosquitoes biting me? No. I hate tools and people who use them.
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