You can't keep a neurotic spade down.

(Bartle spade, not Homestuck spade.)

After making that last post, I obviously did other stuff for about five minutes before breaking down and hacking my Pokemon save some more. I made a bunch of low-level Zekroms in various configurations and tried to trade them to GTS trolls.

The trade servers rejected all of them, suggesting that the game is now too smart for such shenanigans. Most even got amusing little warnings in their in-game bios; instead of saying "Met at level 5" or whatever, they say, "Apparently met at level 5." The game doubts me.

So, Nintendo doesn't want you trading hacked Pokemon! Understandable, sure. But it kind of begs the question of why they're still letting trolls request said hacked Pokemon. Surely such behavior begs for a rebuttal, Nintendo.

It is basically impossible for a contractor to call and say s/he's not coming.

Screw you contractor, I slept three hours last night and then drank a bunch of coffee so I'd be awake when you got here, and you are not here. I cannot even concentrate well enough to play Pokemon, much less do stuff that's important.

He called just as I was finishing that last sentence! This is why it is so important that you complain on your blog about every minor inconvenience in your life.

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Neither the diabetic dog nor I have any appetite, but I think that in my case it is due to all the dog vomit I have cleaned up. He did that thing where he kept walking while vomiting and just kind of trailed it from the back doors to the front.

The vet's closed for the day, so he'll go in the morning if he's still not feeling well.

This is why we cannot let the diabetic dog go outside unattended, family. He will trot over to the park, mooch hotdogs from picnickers, and make himself sick.