Last week I mentioned the general problems plaguing my grandparents. Since then, their car was totaled while parked in front of their house and my grandfather has been hospitalized for a blood clot that traveled to his lungs (however that works).
Now frankly, I've had enough of this country music song.
So, tomorrow we're getting in the car and heading down to Los Angeles to be with them for a while. Things never seem as bed when you're nearby and, really, I don't need to hear any more bad news over the phone.
Even though we'll be gone for a week or two, I'll be posting regularly and Movable Type development will continue.
These are the times we really wish we had an laptop rather than 3 desktops. Luckily, Ben's iMac is somewhat portable.
Well, at least more portable than the Performa I dragged around in college.
I transferred to another college during my last quarter of my sophomore year. Because I dreaded having a roommate -- let alone one who had already established her set of friends, I met the move with an enormous amount of anxiety.
I'll sum up the rooming arrangement with this image:
My roommate and her former roommate actually had a door sign made that not only had both of their names carved in wood but also the words "friends forever."
Oh, and when this old roommate left (because of personal problems at home), my roommate had taken down this girl's bed and had designated that corner of the room "party central."
Needless to say, when she arrived from Spring Break and found me sitting on the reconstructed bed -- between her Absolut trophies and her Anne Geddes calendar, she was more than surprised.
Don't get me wrong -- she was a nice girl. We were just different types.
I was the type who'd pack up her desktop computer (including monitor) in a suitcase and drive home every weekend.
You know, a loser.
Even Ben makes fun of me for that one.