Something that really gets on my tits, is when I try to do something simple, like upload an avatar picture for my Bitchute account. There is NO obvious way to do this, every time I've tried I've just come across a page that is irrelevant to the task, or is just filled with geek-speak that makes no sense whatsoever to an ordinary articulate human being. I am SO fucking pissed-off with that shit, I have just given-up, their arcane & impenetrable gobbledygook is something I do not envy them for, they are drivel-brains, obsessed with minutiae the rest of us look at, as if at an alien language.. It really fucks me off, I HATE this fucking bullshit, no need for impenetrable langauge, plain English would allow everyone to know what's what. but no, brand-new terms are thrown around like everyone already understands geek-speak, but we don't. It just demonstrates the point that the world is now run by bullshit artists.
Saturday, late afternoon, the remanants of a cup of coffee have gone cold, the fire is warm, making the room seem cosier than it would otherwise be. The rain is intermittent, but a downpour is sure to come. Got a stinker of a cold, so informed Deacon that unfortunately, I won't be attending service tomorrow.
Going to have a nice hot meal, of roast beef, potatoes, carrots, onions, garlic & herbs, with a side of steamed savoy cabbage, done over the pan of pot's.
I think a hot bath and early bed, are definitely on the cards for tonight, I'll read until I can't, then I'll put out the light & go to sleep. I've got cocoa, so a big mug of steaming hot cocoa beteween exiting the bath & going to bed, will be a nice way to end the evening.
I hope you are well & remembering to live, as well as being the worker/fixer/boss/co-owner/whatever. We must be mindful of the welfare of others, at all times, at all times except when we need to put ourselves first, temporarily, when it's time to recharge ...
