Screw the hotness. Life is not being very nice to me this week and every day seems to bring a new level of suckitude.

Yes. Suckitude.

Here are some short lists.

Things that have bitten the dust at my house:

  1. My deep freezer and about $200 worth of food
  2. The glass patio table in my backyard (oh, it’s still there… it’s just in teeny tiny little pieces)
  3. My desktop computer (since replaced, but oh how funny that I don’t have the proper cable to hook up my printer)

Things that are still working, but not quite the way they’re supposed to:

  1. My car. I spent $500 getting both front wheel bearings replaced, but the accelerator still sticks in warm weather. It’s a recall issue, but GM has assured me that the recall was already fixed. Um… then it needs to be fixed again! On the advice of my mechanic, a complaint has been lodged with the NHSTA, but it will take at least two months before anyone even looks at the complaint. Who knows how long it’ll be, if at all, before the car gets looked at.
  2. ILLIAD, our new computer system at work. I love what it does. It simplifies my workflow in amazing ways. Except that right now, I can’t actually scan and deliver articles electronically. I get error messages. And since delivering the articles is, you know, one of the whole points of interlibrary loan, I kind of need for it to work correctly.

Undefineable:

  1. JL is coming home. JL is “surprising” me by coming home. Here’s the thing, though. He wasn’t hired back for fall camp, so basically he’s coming home because he has no job, at least until December. He also has no vehicle to drive once he’s here and oh right, there’s the little matter of him asking me to remove him from my auto insurance policy last spring, because it was “ridiculous” for him to have to pay for it monthly when he didn’t have a car. And it was an ASTRONOMICAL AMOUNT, don’t you know? A whole $55 per month for nine months of the year. For a single, 22-year old male. Who wants to wager that he’ll find something comparable now that he’s not under my umbrella?

My head hurts. I’m going to bed.

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