Oh, Sundays

There is a chill in this house. It's 61 degrees and i'm not being very active so...
Why doesn't blogspot have more varied fonts to choose from? Probably because it's free, right? Pandora took my add-ons of 'slipknot' and 'volbeat' and totally ran away with my 'evanescence' station. Someone is 'RAHHH'ing from the other room. ::goes to check::. 'five finger death punch'. you don't belong on my pandora stations and it looks like you jacked your album art from iron maiden and then colored it in. i'm not interested in what you have to 'RAH' about. The past 45 minutes or so has been filled with disappointing results from my various electronic outlets. tumblr = fail. pandora = fail. gmail = fail. Are we getting spoiled with these "advancements"? i am, because i only have a vague idea of how the whole thing works. how it all comes together. so, i expect to be able to group my emails by who they're sent from, not just what's most important and what's most recent. it's the cause for my 737 emails. unread. those are only the unread ones.
short story that only nate already heard: i was straightening up a pile of stuff i shouldn't be keeping in the kitchen on the counter and saw (ew) a stink bug hiding under the window ledge. i thought it was dead so figured i'd remove it once i was done. well, it accidentally was turned over onto its back while i was moving papers and behold, it righted itself, clearly not dead. i gasped. and moved my cold cider out of the way. the end. sorry maureen, no 10 dollars found, nor handle of whatever alcohol located.
now it's time for grilled cheese. something warm and filling because it's 61 degrees in here and the most activity i'm engaged in is laundry. oh laundry. oh sundays.
this might be the start of something new. or perhaps it will turn into the continuation of something very very old news. we'll see. in the meantime, check back for more uninteresting updates on my adventures in the woods.