Nothing to do. I don’t want to talk about my PSU/server.
My hobbies are so contingent upon things. Now I need more parts, and to exchange stuff. It’s so annoying. I’m never up and running. It’s never cruising altitude. Fuck. Fucking Christ. When?
Gasol is pronounced GAsol not gaSOL.
What is there to do in life?
I’ll have to call Comcast to see if my bedroom (upstairs) is wired with cable/ethernet.
Fuck. I am so aggravated for no reason. I probably need to be on one more psychiatric medication. Something to cool me off. I wonder if the psychiatrist will try another antidepressant on me.
Sigh. This is all so fucked.