(editor's note: Brain-dead and buried these days. Please bear with me...)
Our last visit was fairly intense on all levels - physically, emotionally, intellectually. As a result, I had my first-ever case of sub-drop. It wasn't too bad, all things considered. I just spent a couple of hours wrapped in modified fetal position around a pillow, then got up and life gradually settled into place.
The next morning, everything was back to normal.
Or so I thought.
Until I entered command-line mode on my computer.
I needed to run some processes as the "super user" - a.k.a. the big, bad kahuna inside your computer. But rather than telling my machine that "sudo" commands
xyz, I found myself typing "subdo"...
Apparently that sub-drop affected me more than I realized...
AND- my machine is secretly Dom -- because it just laughed at me.