2 AM (or 8 Zulu ?)
The computer screen changed so fast as I was accidentally selecting the correct something and now Facebook has selected something new that I "like" but I have no idea what it was-is-isn't. I still didn't get the original thing done yet in the confusion. Let's hope I don't-can't-won't forget that person-place-or-thing. Now I'm wondering if it was a verb (?) or just several well arranged adjectives.
Oh, now I remember, Happy Birthday Amanda!!! Now if I can just figure out the click I didn't want to have happened ...
[Interruption to Reader: Somehow the previous sentence disappeared for awhile in Facebook, several minutes and attempted refreshing cycles failed to make it appear]
It appears that Facebook lost the first comment that was here, so maybe Facebook has aged prematurely and is starting to get owls-timers. Who?
I remembered that I was trying to wish Amanda a happy birthday in the confusion of mis-clicking and now my dog is sneezing and in the process it feels like he bruised my calf muscle. It may not be bruised, just extremely tired, I get those two confused easily at 2 AM.
[mysteriously missing message finally returns]
SEE? I wasn't lying, Facebook ReALLy lost that first comment for awhile. I guess it's better for Facebook to be losing a comment than for me to be losing my mind.
I did finally finger-out which mis-click it was, an "Event" - something Subaru-ish involving walking a dog and the Super Bowl, WALKING a dog, are you kidding me? Like that sort of thing happens around here, hah, it's more like running with the bulls in Pamplona when we play, only there are tennis balls, semi-demi-damaged-deflated basketballs and old coffee cans involved, but still a lot of snorting, and from a great distance it has a quaint resemblance to soccer. A very great distance.
At least I hummed "Happy Birthday to You" to Amanda in print, I hope she figured out what that was. I used varying lengths of "Hmm" to "Hmmmm" in my typing, and her name of course, at just the right spot.
NOW it feels like I am getting a cold again, but only on the right side of my head, to go along with the right calf muscle. I wonder if these are signs of a stroke? I did manage to go to the completely opposite end of the house to get a frozen strawberry Blue Bell I Scream confectionary, so the wife doesn't think it's a stroke, she says I look like I am moving pretty good at the moment, but she is using herself as a reference.
"Yes honey, I can turn the light off now that I have finished my I Scream"
(I can very accurately predict the future at times. I had typed the first three words of that previous sentence purely as a comedic ending to this early morning tale BUT then she actually asked me to turn the light off three words deep at the can. So I finished typing the words, THEN read them out loud to her from the iPad screen.)
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