Sad blonde is extra sad.

[helenkacan]

Never mind the fact that I managed to sleep all the way to 10:16 even without the aid of a hot lemon drink. Or that the days are (officially if unmarkedly) getting longer. Or that I'm at peace and in relatively good health.

I haz NO TV. And I don't know why. Well, SuM's TV worked, so I set it to record tonight's news and my game shows. As far as I know, there is no picture or sound emanating from my TV, yet the Fibe remote can access the Fibe programme. Which means there IS something working. I'll wait until tomorrow to see if I can play anything on the Blu-ray - when I have some sight. But I'm pouting - because it's just coming up on three years since I got this TV. It really should last longer than that, right??? ::listens to crickets:: OTOH, at least if I have to get a new one there'll be Boxing Week sales. But I'd really rather not have to spend the money. Sigh. Sigh. Sigh.

In other non-news, I roused myself from feeling sorry for myself (so easy) and huddling in bed to heat some potato-chive soup to which I added not only grindings of smoked sea salt but also regular sea salt. Very nummy with a warm bagel broken in chunks and dunked in it. I can still taste the smoked salt (Canadian, natch).

At least I'm looking forward to my groceries being delivered tomorrow though I noticed to my chagrin that the ordering program deleted two items I'd ordered, but I didn't catch the error when reviewing. Do I have any sighs left? Yes. Siiiiiiiiiiiiigh.

Okay, I need to find some really, REALLY funny stories to read. As for my story, no words were mangled today. No sighing, just a boo-hiss.