Yes. I could be blind in both eyes, lame in both legs, and be missing all of my teeth. I know it could be worse. It can usually always be worse. And really, for whom in a position with enough disposable income and leisure time to purchase yarn and then knit lovely fripperies can things not become just an eensy bit worse?
So. Long story short. I deleted my yahoo account. Then I deleted my cookies. Can anyone see where this is leading? Yep. I can’t access my flickr account. This is obviously not an event of any importance on a global scale. Not even on a top five worst things that have happened to me in my life kind of scale. Maybe on the worse things that have happened today (and today was a pretty good day) scale. But really. I’m living in an empty apartment in a foreign country with a cat, no boyfriend, two air mattresses, and a camp table and sometimes I feel just a bit close to the edge.
End. Of. Rant. I promise.
But isn’t it pretty here?
Rhine River and Lake Constance
blurry because … typepad declares it shall be so