I admit it. I'm grumpy right now. First off, my web host, which hosts two domains of mine, including this one, moved their operations to a new facility. I knew when I heard about it that it would not go smoothly. And it didn't. My writing site was down from Saturday night to some time this morning. There was a brief period when it was up, but mostly, not. My other domain is still down. I'm peeved, but if this site were still down, I'd be transferring to a new host right now, actually, probably I'd be done by now. That's the beauty of separating your domain registration from your web host. I can repoint my name servers any time and be up and running in a new home in about the time it would take me to ftp the files. Anyway, I've been steaming about since Saturday. No fun.

Sigh.

Scandal is torture right now. I'm fixing crap and panicking, too. Oh joy. Not. At the gym this morning, I think I worked out the ending. Back to it.

Labels: kvetching, Scandal, writing freaking writing