TFW youβre up at 3 in the morning to see the lunar eclipse, but the only totality you have is total cloud cover π
(So you take a pic of the weird texture the electronic power light is making on the curtain you pushed aside to see out the window)
Current status: Hurling extensive, creative strings of expletives at an app b/c its video tutorials donβt match its interface. Client deadline, etc.
STOP YAPPING AND GET TO THE BLOODY DAMN POINT YOU GIT.
Narrator: Dear reader, our heroine may be experiencing a deficit of patience at this point in our story. Deliveries of pie would be most appreciated, whether they be virtual or consumable.
STOP NARRATING. CANβT YOU SEE IβM TRYING TO GET SOMETHING DONE HERE
Narrator: Dear reader, we find it necessary to retreat to less hazardous terrain at present. Please see previous request for pie. We now suspect our heroine is a descendant of dragons. And possibly raccoons.