So, I caught up with mr. agrentina... right at the moment that a lady is tailing me to use to 'puter. We chat a teensy weensy. She says she's just emailing, "quick." I step aside, 'splaining the situation to ambos parties...
She fumbles with the iExplorer I had left open for her, can't figure out her url of destination, and proceeds to search for Word rather than simply opening up her disk file directly. By the time I got back to mr. argentina he had left these messages:
@Ramiro David says: me desconecto.. 0:47 AM hs @Ramiro David says: good night
I struggled to jump back in, and grab his attention... to no avail. Probably for the better, it's butt late there!
I just miss intelligent, meaningful, friendly conversation with people that actually matter to me. Not necessarily since I'm in Duluth... in life in general. As I've been saying lately, I feel super-disconnected from any sort of reality as I've ever known it to be.
Pray I don't dive into some odd depression. There's certainly that spirit trying to lure me in/attack me. I could use some powerful support from some strong prayer warriors!
Woah! Didn't see that coming! *raises eyebrows with a deep breath*
