where face meets palm

Not TOO horrible, as I have another pair, but it's still shit. Decided to take a break for lunch even though I'd barely gotten anything done, and the power went out while I was cooking. It stayed out for just over an hour. Sat back down at the computer and heard 'bzzzzzzzzzzzz' ... it was another wasp. So I had to deal with that, and then took awhile to try and figure out where the shit they are coming from. Still no clue on that.

Got things organized once again to get back to writing and then my uncle called to shoot the shit. He's got a lot of shit to shoot for someone that doesn't have much going on.

It's just about 3pm and I've gotten less than 1% of what I was hoping to done.

It is dark outside.

I have no fucking idea whether there's some sort of dysfunction going on with them, or if I just heard him wrong. I'm pretty sure it's the former, as I'd related to him that my name was also Rob, so his name would be easy to remember, and he didn't correct me.