I went on vacation over the weekend. I wrote a big long post about how great it was. There were all kinds of pictures with funny captions and everything. It was probably the best thing I’ll ever have written. We’re talking Pulitzer material here, honest. If they gave Pulitzer prizes for blog posts about vacations, anyway.
Then, The Internets decided to have a freaking seizure juuuust before I hit “post”, and all my hilarity went right down the tubes in one fell swoop.
I am not some grannie who has never used a computer before, people. I grew up in the 90’s! I SHOULD DAMN WELL KNOW BETTER THAN TO NOT PERIODICALLY SAVE MY WORK. It’s like I’m back in 7th grade again, trying to convince my teacher that I DID have a book report but the computer ate it.
I can’t even with this shit.
I also can’t decide if there should be a comma in that last sentence or not. Technically, it probably isn’t even a sentence so it doesn’t really matter.
OMG I am so annoyed.
Here, enjoy this picture of Pierre photobombing a scenic vista while I cry a little bit and curse my inability to simply hit the “save draft” button once in a god damned blue moon.
“Oh, hallo! Ah am ze Fronch anteater, Pierre. Ah weel show you zeez rocks en Maine. Zey are velly good rocks, ah promeez!”