keep calm and carry on

One of those cold-calling marketing-type people rang up and wanted to talk about whether we had considered debt consolidation services. Mum told them to ring the US government.

In other news: It is one o'clock in the afternoon and I have run out of spoons. But I have been up since half seven and I have got stuff done. I went to the Apple store and waved my Macbook at them, I went to the bank and persuaded them to change thirty-two coins that are not legal tender, I went to News From Nowhere and lusted over feminist jurisprudence, I bought a dress for no reason except I liked it. Due to a combination of lack-of-spoons and the general failure of Liverpool-based washing-machine repair services, I did not get to see forthwritten.

In conclusion, still here. I am sorry for spamming you all, but I'm just doing that thing where it's one foot in front of the other, and my life isn't all that interesting.

(As compensation, (some of) my sitting-at-home-having-a-nervous-breakdown playlist:

Stars - Your Ex-Lover is Dead (live)

Dar Williams - I Had No Right

Dar Williams - Troubled Times

Dar Williams - You Are Everyone

Kimya Dawson - Loose Lips)