Even Technology Hates Mondays

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I got nothing done. I woke up late, thought it was odd I had no texts or anything. I had trouble with email - I tried dozens of times to send the same one before it finally went through. Also, my reception kept cutting out. I finally reset my phone around 1:30, and a bunch of texts and voicemails came in. There was one from the county worker, and I got her voicemail when I called back. There were several from Tim, asking about what was going on with me the night before. I didn't want to go through all this over text, so I just said old stuff was eating at me (him: I'm not that old). He called around 4:30 to ask if he could come over. I had Norman and Scooter on their way, and he would, as always, have been welcome to watch, but he declined. We did still chat briefly - I asked him again not to sleep with Will anymore.

I finally did leave to go watch Drag Race at Todd's. It was well attended, and the boys were chatty. I drank the bottle of wine that I brought, and then drank more when I got home. Took a sleeping pill and passed out.