Behold, for I shall whine some more.

Oh, but first the good news: My camera is finally fixed.

Then the whining:

Apropos the camera, how did I manage to become old in three months? Pictures taken three, six months ago, I look okay. Not great, for I haven't ever looked great in pictures (because cameras don't work miracles, I know), but OK. I felt comfortable sending and posting my pics because I felt like no monster.

But now! Black bags below the eyes, fat as a pig, my hair looks like an angry cat perched on top of my head, I look..... horrible. Hideous. Argh. No wonder no one'll hire me.

And I'm sick of this template. I've been toying with the idea of changing it, but I can't find the will to do it just yet.

No job yet.

We spent the weekend without water, and without power. ¡Viva México cabrones!

What am I doing here anyway?