Struggling here at Avid Bruxist headquarters, friends.
I’ve been ordering my amino acids online for maybe a year now in attempt to save a little bit of money. They’re still ridiculously expensive, but they help me. They really help me. Whether it’s the placebo effect or not makes little difference to me at this point.
Last week’s shipment got stolen off my stoop. Or so I’m inferring since the P.O. said they delivered it but it wasn’t there when I got home. (By the way, fuck you, thief. And haha, I hope you were crossing your fingers that it was an iPod, when all you got was l-tyrosine and mucuna pruriens. Motherfucker.)
I called the company, and they replaced the shipment free. (Note to business owners: Vitacost bought my never-ending loyalty for $65.)
The replacements arrived on Tuesday, but I missed probably eight doses of one of the more important ones. I know it’s important because I’ve tried to reduce the dose before with negative results.
And I don’t feel good.
Probably doesn’t help that I’m stressed out from various first-world problems, e.g., an upcoming storytelling event; the new foster dog (who is a sugar booger, but there are challenges); a persistent cold which could I suppose be a sinus infection at this point; 500 bucks in tree limb removal so my ancient pin oaks don’t drop them and crush my car, which I hate and want to replace but don’t know if I can afford to, now that I’ve given so much money to the tree man.
I know I need to STFU, but I just wanted to let you know, if the blog doesn’t get updated, it’s because my robot-vacuum doesn’t get the corners of the rooms and I have to sweep them! Wah!
Ain’t life grand!
We’ve all been there. The stuff you write is all great and makes us smile (or think, or both), but you being happy makes us smile more. Take care of yourself and your robot vacuum, and think about gluing enormous googly eyes to the latter (or both, if it would help)!
what’s a scramble game?
i still can’t believe you hate your car.
what year is it?
maybe i need to trade up from the flamemobile.
although with 3 dogs we really need a minivan to travel.
ps, nobody ever steals anything from our stoop. hint.