rejectomorph | 51/15: Pig's Breakfast

Computer and Idernet chose today to be crapheaded. Just spent way too long ordering groceries, with slow web site and crashy browser, and now have to get bath in too-hot apartment because, distracted by tech fails, forgot to close windows before day heated up. There's another thing I'd like to order from another store but I doubt there'll be time now. I don't think there's a single machine on this planet that doesn't want to do me harm. And that includes clocks, which at this very moment are threatening me with anxiety-based madness. Where is a cliff to jump off of when I need one?