I’m working, honest!
I know, I know. I should post more. But it’s been a pretty busy year, and updating a blog nobody reads isn’t really high on my list of priorities most of the time. Anyway, now that’s out of the way, let’s talk about the shitty attitude of people who refuse to write properly on the internet.
So, I found this thing I made when Final Fantasy XII: The Zodiac Age was about to come out.
Stupid Apple Watch. It tells me that I’ve exercised for four minutes, but that I haven’t stood at all in the last hour. It tells me that I haven’t climbed any flights of stairs just because its definition of a flight of stairs is a higher elevation than the actual flight of stairs in my house. I rescue it from the trash-heap, fix it up, love it forever, and this is how it repays me?
My daughter turns fourteen today. It doesn’t seem like that long since I was walking through ten-inch deep snow to get to my last pre-natal appointment, but there we go.