Stream Of Consciousness... Monday?

You know what's funny?

I've been using my Droid as a wifi hotspot on a consistent basis, for months. I have to get rid of old Droid, FINALLY get my replacement, and now I can't tether.

We try Christian's new phone. Also can't tether.

I take it to The Twitter, the reps they have working their account says they have not supported the feature, and that I might be able to occasionally use it as a hotspot, but not always.

I must raise the bullshit flag.

Because right now, I'm using the wifi hotspot from my mother's Droid. And Christian and I have been able to play the PS3 online using the Droid hotspot, I've posted countless entries using the Droid hotspot... I hate. I HATE, Virgin Mobile.

Also. The very same day, all of the other internet doodads were cancelled, since we all have Droids with hotspots attached to their foreheads.

Instead, now we have no internet at home that we can regularly use. I can't tell you how grand that is.

I had a rough parenting night with the boys, and I was not proud with how I handled it. The boys were enjoying their time in the tub a little too much and made it rain all over the place.

My mother already can’t handle my children, so this was the rancid whipped cream topping on this shit sundae.

I sent the boys to bed without bedtime stories and cried. Now I’m wallowing in Shark Week and Atomic Fireballs. They named one of these sharks “Curly”. Because, obviously, right?

It’s August now. Samara leaves in a few days and as always I feel like there was not nearly enough time.

How do you prepare yourself to be broken again? Incomplete?

Caesar’s birthday is at the end of this month and he’ll be 5.

We had fun at the Boricua Afro Americano Festival. I sold a print to my Titi, and potentially have a few more things lined up. It just didn’t have as much of a “community” feel as I’d hoped for. And almost no one knew it was going on, so their word of mouth was obviously out of commission.

I’m exhausted. I’ll shut up now…

Comments

[Not Blessed Mama]

i'm sorry, my dear. cell phone companies are evil.

[Monique]

Right? Douchebags!