Please heeeee-ellllpp [really high note here] me!
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Thank you very much! It needs polishing, a little workshopping, but it expresses what is truly in my heart. You can find my previous communication with you on this matter in your DMs.
Yours in poetry and prose, Elizabeth.
@madebygoogle My friends, my Pixel 5a bit the dust two weeks ago, leaving me with a lot more free time. This has allowed me to take up poetry, some of which I share with you now.
A Plea to Google's Pixel Support Team
(To be sung to the melody of Leonard Cohen's "Hallelujah")
So now you find me on my knees.
To you, my friend, I beg and plead.
Can we find some kind of resolution?
Your company is worth so much,
Like one point two one billion bucks,
That surely it can offer restitution.
Fix my Pixel! Fix my Pixel!
No other word really rhymes with Pixel
@madebygoogle Okey-dokey, I was told on Tuesday that there was some glitch in your system and that it couldn't create a shipping label to send in my bricked, under-warranty Pixel 5a.
It can't possibly take four days to generate a shipping label.
What do I need to do here?
@thequacksoflife Well, there you go! I was relying on internet sources rather than a biography. And there's no shame in own multiple biographies, autobiographies, collections, etc. I have an entire Ursula LeGuin shelf that may eventually swallow an entire bookcase!
@greg_weed Is this one benefit of aging? Heck, I own the URL of my last name. It's not a common last name, but I own that sucker, to the endless irritation one of particular cousin.
@fakehistoryhunt We had a shed that we finally tore down because 1. It had no magic light. 2. It was full of spiders. 3. There was an old toilet leaning on its side in a corner, ominously. 4. It looked like a place serial killers hide their victims. Can't say I miss it.
@julia_azari@corinnetags @erin_bartram I read everything the library had by Snyder, and at one point owned The Changeling, which I read a million times. No idea what happened to it.
@RachelIEastwood If it snows here, we're in trouble! We're all praying that last winter, when it iced up and temps were in the teens for a week, was a fluke. (Because the Texas power grid will inevitably fail again.)
There comes a day in Texas when you wake up and it's Not Hot, and god, the relief. Of course, we will still have hot days, but it won't be Every. Single. Day.
Yesterday it was 101. Right now, 75. We survived another summer, friends.
Thank you, @dankois, for your endorsement of diet sodas. I'm Diet Dr Pepper woman, but the truth is the same. You will pry that aluminum can out of my cold dead hands. Bless you, my brother.