All my rants are the same; graveyard techs calling in sick.
I haven't worked on my website since I've gotten home from Burning Man, and I don't care.
I haven't taken any pictures since getting the new camera, and I don't care.
And I haven't responded to most of your posts, and, guess what? I don't care.
I keep getting people calling me up at 10 am, I'm not answering, even though it wakes me up.
Today my gardener rang my doorbell at 9:30--while I'm trying to sleep. Didn't answer.
They're missing my check from August or September. I guess they moved, so the address I sent their check to is not the right place anymore. I guess they haven't heard of mail forwarding? I don't care. They're supposed to be here every Friday, but last Winter they skipped a day here and there, easily totaling a missed month. They're missing my check... I missed their work. It works out.