...is a solemn time for me.
Don't get too caught up feeling sorry for me though... this is mostly just a cry for help. What kind of help?
So glad you didn't ask! The deity of your choice smote in a most furious and wrath-filled fashion my parental units' wireless router in early May. I'm trying to guilt them into fixing this situation via the most ineffective means possible; a blog that is read by neither them nor their associates.
EDIT: Not sure if it's coincidental or not, but I can now go home for Christmas.
*Seizures are actually more likely to occur due to bright, flashing lights in recovering alcoholics than in epileptics (cool/attractive physics teacher, 2007). Perhaps I should worry...
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