Tale of the Non-Geek

I know, there’s always an excuse, but this time I really do have a problem. Besides my normal problems. My computer officially thinks it is Sunday, January 11, 1970. Now, I think this is strange for several reasons. Number one, I was not alive in 1970. Number two, this website obviously did not exist in 1970. And number three, this computer did not exist in 1970. There is a possiblity that my computer is having a mid-life crisis and is trying to pretend it is a spry young laptop. Maybe some sort of anxiety now that the new Mac’s have come out making my dear Macaroni look like an old hag…

Whatever the reason, this strange series of events along with the fact that I’m in my third trimester now, which makes me unable to do about anything except for eat and sleep and bitch, I haven’t been updating as much as I should. Part of it is also that I don’t feel like I have much to say. Ahhh, the life of a human incubator. I was looking back at some older posts and realized I am much funnier when I have drunk stories to tell. I think I’m one of those people that isn’t to fun whist sober.

To appease you [that is assuming people are still visiting this site] here is a link to a retro post about my pre-baby life. I actually wasn’t that exciting then, either.