Silly nightmare.

OK, I change my classic "I forgot to assist to classes and fail" to a new version: I went to teach in a swim-bath, my daughter's one, and stand in front of the class with no idea of what to say. My subconscious has updated it self.

Temper Tamtrum

PSM very phantom is near, or at least I want to blame it for my lost of control:
Want to learn how to reduce the size and weight of a picture, so I spend a lot of hours doing it. No matter what the photoshop say, LJ won't accept it. Grrrr. So every time anyone is near me I just growl in a very snapish mood.