Somedays it's just better to stay in bed and today was one of those kinds of days for me.
For the record, I am completely ignorant when it comes to computers and networks and megabytes per second and subnets and proxies and firewalls.
Which means that three days of trying to straighten out sh*tty, sloooooooow internet service at the office is about the same as taking an immersion class in Russian for three days straight. With a 87 year old teacher who has a big old beard and who mumbles.
I am pooped and confused.
I want something small, sweet, and delicious for dinner. I want affogato.
A simple supper, that is exactly what I need. And a hot bath. And for it to be Friday.