So I’m participating in NANOWRIMO starting tomorrow, November 1st. I’m excited about the prospect of trying to write a novel in thirty days. You are supposed to write 50,000 words total by November 30th to “win” so to speak. I’m up for the challenge as are several of my blogging buddies.
Y’all ready for this?
isn't it funny how facial or the sudden lack thereof can totally change the way a man looks?
because he wrote this haiku for me and sent it to me.
scary ghosts and ghouls
permeate the haunted air
halloween is here!
cuss words
shit fuck shit fuck damn
that's all i ever say now
i cuss too damn much
no muse
no inspiration
nothing moves me to write now
my pages are blank
morning writers block
morning haiku time
what should i write about? hm.
nothing comes to mind
restless
i hate when i feel
like i want to do something
but don't know what.
sober
once upon a time
there was a girl with no weed
she couldn't get high
haiku theater
here is the latest
haiku that i have written
they'll all go right here
I’m trying to hang on, but there comes a point when you just have to say, “fuck you and fuck this bullshit too.” My stomach hurts a little this morning. I can still taste the chicken I ate last night. It’s as if it is just sitting there in the bottom of my stomach waiting for me to throw up. Meh.
So today is Halloween. Remember when you were younger and your parents would tell you not to take candy from strangers? Why is it that those same parents who repeat that mantra every single day when their children leave for school then take those same children door to door on Halloween to beg for candy from, yep, strangers? I guess that’s another one of those double standards. It will be interesting to see how many little kids knock on my door.
Halloween used to be fun when I was younger. Because we weren’t allowed to go trick or treating my brother and I would sit in the den close to the front door so that every time the bell rang we could jump up and answer it with my dad to see what costumes all the other kids were wearing. My dad used to give out Hershey candy bars. He gave out the plain ones and the ones with almonds. Whenever he wasn’t looking I would take one and my brother and I would greedily go hide in our playroom (yes, we had a playroom) and eat it. My dad didn’t allow us to eat very much candy. He wasn’t down for that.
Grandma on the other hand was very indulgent. Every single day at her house was like Halloween because she always had candy, donuts, cookies and all sorts of treats for us to eat and every imaginable flavor of soda (also a forbidden treat at our house) that we could want to drink. Thinking back, it’s hard to believe she was my dad’s mom because where he was very strict about most things, Grandma let us get away with murder. We used to have to go over Grandma’s house whenever our parents went out to eat or with friends or anything like that. My Grandmother lived right around the corner from us so we could easily walk over to her house. Going over there was like being in heaven. She would let us eat ourselves into sugar comas. My brother was one of those kids that got extremely hyper when he had sugar but my grandma seemed to be able to handle it.
Being at Grandma’s house on Halloween we didn’t even care about watching the front door so we could sneak candy since Grandma let us eat all the candy anyway. We were content to just watch tv, drink our sodas and eat powdered donuts all night long. Aww. I miss you Grandma.
After the divorce of my parents I moved with my mother and I had a lot more freedom. She also is not as strict as my father. Don’t be misguided though, my moms was there to serve, protect and break a nigga’s neck if you got out of line. She let me do a lot more than my dad did though and so at 16 years old I went trick or treating for the first time. I took my kid sister who was ten, my cousins Sharmayne and Cynthia (13 and 6 respectively) and we went to the neighborhood my dad lived in with all the “well to do” homes so that we could get more candy. We walked around that neighborhood for 4 hours before my Auntie came to pick us up and take us home. It was entirely too much fun. It probably would not have been as fun at 6, or 8 or 10 years old because my parent(s) would have been there and we probably wouldn’t have been able to cut up the way that we did on our own. I remember we didn’t even have real costumes; I made my sister and I up to look like punk rockers. She had the most fun and I was happy she got to experience it as a kid.
If I ever have children I will probably not let them trick or treat simply because of the begging from door to door aspect. I’ll buy them costumes and tons of candy to have in the house but all that knocking on the doors of strangers shit has got to go. There are crazy people out there. And with all the warnings this year I hope some of you reconsider your activities as well. An inventive neighborhood could organize something for the children that would keep them right on their on street with people they know to have fun. There are just too many crazies out there anyone us to be taking chances. At this point, the enemy could be right down the damn street.
Happy Halloween!
I am FULLY aware of the fact that i TYPE FAST. I do not need it pointed out to me everytime someone walks by my god damn desk. "Damn girl you type fast" "How many word do you type a minute?" "Damn I wish I could type that fast" "Damn you should do medical billing/court reporting/transcribing etc"
I HAVE A JOB. I don't need these suggestions nor do I need the reminder every single time you walk by my god damn desk that I type fast. I use my own fucking hands. I know how fucking fast I can type!!!!!!!!!
So just to address all the stupid questions and comments from the same three people here at the job (and I know you read this page) -
I type 125wpm with a 0.1% error rate.
Yes I have been a secretary before. I didn't like it. Probably had something to do with me being smarter than my boss.
No I don't want to nor have I ever considered a career in court reporting, medical transcription or that rip off medical billing at home shit.
Yes I am aware of how it sounds when I type. I listen to it everyday all day long.
I learned how to type in 6th grade when I got a jr typewriter for Christmas. The skill was further reinforced when my father forced me to take typing instead of a free period in 8th grade.
No I don't have to look at my fingers when I typing. Yes I can even type the numeric keys too.
Yes I also do ten key by touch.
No, I don't think I'd take another secretary job even if it was paying high.
My major in college was English 3.8 average. Yes I typed all my own papers.
No I don't want to teach. I have no idea what that has to do with my typing but ok.
Yes, I really am sitting over here typing words. No I'm not typing lskjdflwkdjlfasijeolsdkjalskdjf;lasdkfjl;sdfj over and over again. That wouldn't even sound like real typing would it?
Enough already. You're getting on my nerves.
My Lakers play tonight! Be sure and watch. The Blazers are going down baby. The game is on TNT.
Other basketball stuff:
Is it just me or does it seem like Chris (time out oops) Webber has been on the bench more than off of it since he went pro?
Do you think Tyronn Lue had any idea he would be playing on the same team as Air Jordan when he got the boot from the Lakers?
Do you think Michael Jordan will pull the same kind of fake move on Latrell Sprewell that Magic did when he made his big comeback?
Rasheed Wallace is starting the season off right. I wonder if he will top his record (and the leagues) of 41 technicals in one season. Thug Love! I am not hating though.
Michael Jordan and the Wizards lost tonight to the Knicks. Boo. I don't like the Knicks so it will be hard for me to ever say anything nice about them.
don't you love basketball?
Three hours after arriving at work I have finally answered all of my emails and cleaned out my entire email inbox. Life as the Customer Service Manager is not the bomb ok?
I’m sleepy and tired and grumpy and people still keep coming up to me with dumb ass fucking questions. It’s like can’t you people look at me and tell that I’m not in the mood to be disturbed. And it’s not like they are valid questions either. They are those kinds of questions you know people are asking you just to have something to fucking say. ANNOYING.
I have been an extreme geek for the past few days playing my online RPG. No I don’t play EQ or AC, I only like text based RPGs and one in particular, Dragon Realms. So there is a festival going on in game which means that there is lots of stuff to buy with play money; stuff that I will later be able to sell for real American dollars on the eBay of Dragon Realms, DRSales. Like any of you know what that means. It doesn’t matter: I know what it means. It still amazes me that people will spend RL money on stuff that I bought with fake coins and can’t even be used in RL but whatever, their stupidity is my gain. Maybe I shouldn’t call it stupidity, but I just don’t understand how some people will spend $1,000 for something FAKE. Whatever, it’s shoe money for me.
And I’m still trying to drink my coffee I bought three hours ago at Starbucks. That and handle all the god damn issues that come up in this office since it seems like the only time anyone else wants to talk to a customer is if they think they are going to make a commission off of them. Such is life in a sales office.
Ok so how is your day going so far?
My weekend was cool. I went to the movies and bowling on Friday. What a gentleman! I had a lot of fun. :o)
I got to see my cousin Sharmayne with her crazy ass. That girl is nuts. She had me laughing the whole time.
I slept and slept which is something I needed to do.
I feel good all over. :O)
How about you?
1. What's your favorite time of day? That moment when I realize I am off work and my time is my own.
2. What's your least favorite time of day? When the alarm goes off.
3. Are you a morning person or a night owl? Does it cause any problems? I am a night owl. It does cause problems because I end up staying up until 1 or 2am talking to people on AIM (stares at Anil and George). I'm always hurting in the morning.
4. If you had an entire worry- and obligation-free day, what would you do with it? Hah. Probably shop. Drive to LA and pick up my sister and we'd hit all the malls and just hang out having a fun girl day. I miss having my sister in the same city as me.
5. How do you plan to spend your weekend? Tonight I am going to the movies with a friend. Tomorrow night my cousin Sharmayne is going to be in town and we are going to a party.
summer of 1971: thank god for caller ID
summer of 1971: too bad you can't have people id
summer of 1971: like if you are in a club and a guy walks up to you
summer of 1971: your people id will go off "cheap mother fucker with a little ass dick"
summer of 1971: or some shit like that
summer of 1971: or for you
summer of 1971: you'd see a fine girl with a big ass
summer of 1971: and your people id would go off "she has three babies and two baby daddies"
summer of 1971: :-)
summer of 1971: so you wouldn't waste time
Anil Dash: heh, i think i might already have that
Anil Dash: it's called "being judgemental"
summer of 1971: LOL
summer of 1971: ok i have to blog that
I received this letter today in my email box.
I had a wonderful weekend. It couldn’t have been better if I had planned everything. I’m still stuck on this Michael Jackson song. It’s on repeat on my computer. Saw Danny’s band play, went to dinner with a good group of people, went shopping with my mom and saw some old friends last night. Overall it was a good thing.
I’ll elaborate more later.
Anil has me hooked on that Michael Jackson cut Butterflies. It's safe to say that my family, my neighbors and anyone that gets in my car with me is going to be tired of hearing this song after a while. I am feeling the track, his singing, everything about the song. You need to get it; it's nice. I agree, I haven't heard him sing like this in a long time. When I listened to the song for the first time I had tears in my eyes and chills because it was that good. It has been a long time since Mike made me feel like that.
Tonight was E! True Hollywood Story night for me. I watched the Corey Haim and the Scotty Schwartz story. I already knew the Corey Haim story. He took too many drugs. Did you ever see that time he was on Arsenio? He was off the chain that night. You could tell he was totally wired on some kind of drug. When he grew older he started being cast in all those movies with the other Corey (Feldman). What a bunch of flops those were. I guess no one took him seriously after that. With all the drugs he was taking, I can’t say I blamed them. The Scotty Schwartz story was a trip. He’s the one that played the little boy in the Richard Pryor movie “The Toy”. He never could get a role in Hollywood after that. He ended up starring in pornos. He only did one sexual role in a pornography film. All his other roles were comedic. He then tried his hand at being a porn talent manager. Well all righty then. He’s now working for his father at a sports card and memorabilia store. He’s also trying to get a sequel to “The Toy” made. He still looks like the little boy in “The Toy”. Do you feel sorry for those people that end up typecast for the rest of their lives?
What about Ralph Macchio. He went from Eight is Enough to the “Karate Kid“. He had that part in The “Outsiders” where he was Johnny Cade, the abused boy from the neighborhood. He played in a Joe Pesci movie, “My Cousin Vinny”. But to everyone in Hollywood and pretty much the world he will always be Daniel Laruso; the bullied kid turned Karate superstar in the three Karate Kid installments. He never outgrew that role. The last I heard he was touring in some company of “How to Succeed in Business without Really Trying.” Where are you Ralph Macchio?
Fred “Rerun” Barry. He brought many a laugh on What’s Happening! and What‘s Happening Now but he didn’t do much outside of that did he? Neither did Ernest “Roger” Thomas for that matter. Hey, come to think of it no one from that movie really did anything after What’s Happening was over. They were robbed man! No Roger, No Rerun, No rent!
I guess that goes ditto for the cast of “Good Times”. Well, John Amos has been in a few movies and Jimmy Walker did a lot of stand up comedy. Where’s Thelma? Wilona was in “I’m Gonna Get You Sucka”. Don’t remember her being in anything else though. Damn, damn damn!
Why is it that after Facts of Life Nancy McKeon (Jo) always played psychos or victimized women in movies of the week? I think someone was talking about Gary Coleman this week too. Another typecast victim. Anthony Michael Hall. Poor thing, type casting pretty much buried him in Hollywood. I think he did a good job playing Bill Gates in “Pirates of Silicon Valley”. Molly Ringwald. She ended up being typecast too.
They both had True Hollywood Stories recently in which they both stated they felt they were typecast.
Is typecasting indicative of bad acting? What gives certain people in Hollywood staying power over others? I guess it probably has a lot to do with the types of roles they choose for themselves. If they always take the same kinds of parts then they will always be seen in that certain light. Some people have broken the mold though. Look at Alyssa Milano. There’s no doubt she isn’t a goody two shoes. She has played in some straight freak movies. Poison Ivy number whatever it was hello.
Maybe it has something to do with the type of persona they display outwardly. Let’s face it, we aren’t going to see Pamela Anderson Lee Kid Rock starring in the Golda Meir story anytime soon. She plays blonde bimbo well both on screen and off. Then you look at Christina Applegate who played the blonde bimbo of all blonde bimbos, Kelly Bundy. Her character on the show Jessie was totally different. I liked seeing her play something outside the Kelly Bundy mold. I’d like to see her do more.
There are some people that I’m happy grew from bad typecast roles to blockbuster parts like Demi Moore, Sean Penn, Tom Hanks, and John Travolta. There are some people I’d like to see do more like Lela Rochon, Angela Bassett, Sanaa Lathan, Omar Epps and even LL Cool J.
Did I forget anyone?
I watched Real World tonight. The show focused mainly on Nicole and her negative attitude. She was the focus of last week’s episode too for basically the same reason. in short, Miss Thang had been walking around the house with negative vibes giving mostly everyone bad attitude and a lot of mouth. She has a habit of getting in people’s faces, waving her hands and rolling her neck (you know what I mean) that makes her look like those girls you used to know in school that always talked too much shit. I like Nicole; I just wish they wouldn’t focus so much on her negative attitude. It makes me want to dislike her.
In tonight’s episode she was working on a team project with Mike, Rachel and Malik. She totally dominated the scene, made all the decisions for what they were going to do without consulting the team and made an ass of herself to boot. We’ve all made an ass of ourselves and it takes a bigger person to realize that and acknowledge it. She did, and by the end of the show she had called a house meeting and apologized to all her roommates. I was proud of her for doing that.
I wonder if I dislike Nicole’s attitude because I see myself reflected in her. I can definitely be confrontational when I feel like someone is disrespecting or otherwise offending me. I’m working on it but it has shown it’s ugly head many a time. Don’t piss me off and you won’t have to witness it. >:)
When people take the time to write up a program that is for the benefit of everyone else it is definitely a labor of love. Bloggerbot is one such program that is very helpful because it allows you to post to your personal blog through AIM. This is a very useful tool, but no one will be able to use it if you keep warning the dern bot! Cut it out! Are you that freaking bored with nothing else to do that you have to sit there and actually warn the bloggerbot until no one else can use it?
Anyway, warning people on AIM is so 1997. Get a life punks.
I stayed up really late last night chatting with leroy brown on AIM. We covered so many topics. We talked about music, politics, race relations and things of that sort. leroy brown really digs ok. I’m glad that he and I are able to be friends now, without the pretense or pressure of one of us having a crush on the other. I think I enjoy the friendship more than I could have enjoyed anything else from him. And he really makes me laugh because well, that man is crazy.
So I’m sleepy and it’s 8am and I haven’t even been in the shower yet. I’ll have to rush myself to get ready this morning just so I can still have time to go to Starbucks and get coffee before I head in to the office. My hair feels so dry right now. I am very seriously considering crossing over to the other side and getting my relaxer back. This afro thing is not working for me at all. Not the way I want it to work anyway. Besides, I rock the short cut and everyone knows it.
I’ve been reading this Harry Potter book and it’s very good. I didn’t expect it to be so good but I haven’t been able to put it down for the past few days. It’s the third installment in the series, “Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban” and it’s excellent. I told a friend of mine I was reading it and he laughed his ass off saying I was reading a “children’s” book. Well, it doesn’t read like any book that I read when I was a kid. I guess now I’ll have to go back and read the first two stories in the series. I’ll probably end up reading all the rest of the books too. Did I hear somewhere that a movie will be put out based on these books? Also wasn’t there a blog of note that was following all things Harry Potter? Info on these two items is greatly appreciated as I am all about Harry Potter right now. After I finish this book though, I’m going to start the Lord of the Rings series again in anticipation of the movie coming out in December. Christmas to be exact. I have all three Lord of the Rings books and I plan to go to Borders to hunt down a copy of “The Hobbit”.
Is anyone out there into playing Yahoo Games? After kicking a lot of ass in Yahoo dominoes I had to retire my crown but I’m ready to pick it back up and start sending people home again. My friend Andie told me that she has been playing Scrabble on Yahoo lately. I didn’t even know Yahoo had Scrabble but I will check it out as well. I love Scrabble. My stepmother had a really nice Scrabble set when we were younger with the kind of board that didn’t let the letters fall out or move around if you moved it. We would sit on the floor in the living and play Scrabble. That was fun. My friend Benji is the Scrabble God. He beats everyone and it’s usually shocking to people because he’s from Sierra Leone and they hear his accent and assume that he doesn’t have a good grasp of English I guess. He beats everyone in Scrabble though, including me.
George told me to write about anything. I’m going to start writing about anything here too. It helps to just be able to dump the contents of my brain out occasionally. Hey isn’t that what Min Jung calls her blog, Brain Dump? Don’t worry though; there will still be the occasionally dick story or sex story for those of you that only come to my site to read about sex. Funny people you are. I don’t even write about sex that much do I?
Ten minutes after 8 and I am no closer to the shower than I was a little while ago. I’m going to get going. Staying up until almost 2 in the morning when you have to go to work the next day sucks. Staying up until almost 2 in the morning just bouncing ideas off the head of another intelligent human being is priceless. There’s few things that sleep can’t cure; for everything else there’s a 6 shot vanilla latte from Starbucks.
I have been having a hard time coming up with anything witty or interesting to write about. I suppose I could turn to my list of writing topics that I keep for times like these, but I don’t think I could be moved to stay focused long enough to develop a topic either. So what we are left with is randomness.
The blogger template. It’s the same template Stan is using on his page; I just changed the colors a little. I’m going to be adding a daily cam shot somewhere on here. Just have to figure out where exactly I want to put it.
Today has been VH1 day for me. Behind the Music showed a lot of good ones today, leading up to the Puffy Behind the Music, which premiered tonight. His story was good; I learned some things about him that I didn’t know before. Did he model Lil Kim in his mom’s image? I’m just asking cause his mom rocks the platinum blonde wig doesn’t she? The Aaliyah Behind the Music premiers next week.
I am a little disappointed that I couldn’t get any Lakers tickets going through the normal channels. Now I know that I’ll end up paying a little more than face value but it will still be worth it to see my babies play. So attention all you ticket holders out there. I am in the market for some Lakers tickets. I am particularly interested in the February 12th game vs the Wizards and the 12/25 game versus the Sixers. I would also like any weekend home games versus San Antonio, Sacramento, and Golden State. If you live in Sacramento, Oakland, San Antonio, Seattle, Salt Lake City or Phoenix and you would like to sell Kings, Warriors, Spurs, Sonics, Jazz or Suns games featuring the Lakers I’d be interested in hearing about those as well. If you have any Lakers tickets, EMAIL ME. Money is not an object but keep it real please.
Janet was here this weekend. She came and went without a lot of hype. Amazing. The Emmy Telecast was canceled yet again.
Meanwhile life still moves on. I still have writer’s block. Maybe it will be better tomorrow.
There are just too many activities going on today. I’m going to try and hit as many spots as possible. Danny’s playing two gigs today, first at the Bite of Las Vegas at Thomas & Mack, then at the Oktoberfest at Tenaya Creek. The Low Rider show is today as well and Run DMC and Lighter Shade of Brown will be performing.
There are not enough hours in the day.
I have been trying to make myself post something every morning so that I have fresh content at the start of each day. Sometimes when I wake up there are no fresh ideas on my mind about things that I want to talk about. At times like those I usually turn to my list of writing ideas and pick a topic from there. This morning I have no ideas and no time to figure out something from my writing list because I need to get to work. So there is no topical morning post this morning.
No morning post this morning. That sounded funny didn’t it?
CSS still kicks my ass in spite of Anil’s brilliant tutoring and all the other resources I have found on the web but I am determined to conquer it and make it a part of my web life because I’m stubborn like that.
Have you guys noticed that Cyn has a new layout?
Or that George has been changing his picture daily?
That Oliver is working on a novel?
Should I switch to Greymatter?
First of all - To my people who don’t have to go to work Thank God it’s Wednesday. You know who you are.
I awoke to the news that Greyhound Buses have suspended service across the United States due to an incident in Tennessee that took the lives of 10 passengers. Apparently one of the passengers slit the bus driver’s throat while he was driving. It’s funny that in the Fox News article I read they felt it necessary to identify the racial ethnicity of the assailant. Prior to the events of Sept 11th the race of the assailant would have been a small detail. Now that the nation’s terrorist radar is on full alert, we are conscious of every move made by someone that looks different from us. When will it stop people? It is my hope that this was an isolated incident and nothing more. We certainly don’t need anything else to get up in arms about.
The present situation is still as much of a mystery to me as it was the day I awoke to the live image of the second plane crashing into the WTC. We don’t know who did this. We know whom we are being told did it but we don’t know for sure. I’m tired of all the hype and all of the propaganda that is being put out to pull at the nation’s heartstrings. Yes, September 11th was a terrible day for all Americans. It was a terrible day for humanity as a whole because it showed what little regard some people have for human life. We should be angry about that. We should be angry with anyone who would use violence as a means to prove a point. I don’t think bombing villages of innocent people is going to solve anything or help America hold her position as a world super power. It is only going to make us look as sick and violent as the people that did this to us.
I was watching Ananda Lewis’ new show the other day and she had teenagers on, asking them how they felt about the WTC events and what they wanted done. One of the best things I’ve heard said since the entire ordeal started came from a young Pakistani American man who stood up and said, “Yes those were horrific images from 9/11. We’ve seen them over and over again in instant replay. Imagine living that every single day of your life; not in instant replay but in live action over and over again. That is life every day for some people in the Middle East.” I replayed his words over and over in my head. He is absolutely right you know. Think about the images you are used to seeing on television when news is reported from the Middle East. I remember thinking to myself in the first days following the attacks, “This doesn’t seem like they filmed it in New York. It looks like footage from Beirut or something.” I don’t want to see footage like that on a daily basis. I don’t want war to be happening in my backyard.
I’m tired of all the sad songs and sad video montages with voice-overs of people screaming and crying and asking where their loved one is with “Proud to be an American” playing in the background like some sick anti-climatic theme song that we have to hear over and over again. I understand the motivation behind it but I thought we were supposed to be getting on with our daily lives? I know that the victims need to be remembered and the day will live in infamy until the end of time but I’m tired of being reminded about it. Just like I was tired of being reminded about Aaliyah’s death over and over again. Enough already.
Some of you may think that I am being too harsh. I apologize if that is your perception. I don’t apologize for how I feel. We need to be building up human relations, not doing more to tear them down. Before we go blindly into the night, shooting at anything with a turban or scarf on its head let us make sure we know what we are doing. Our country cannot afford another Vietnam or another Korean Conflict. I don’t want to see my brother or my cousins or my friends being shipped off to some foreign land to shoot missiles and m-16s at people who only want to live their lives and be free of both American influence and the damn Taliban.
And I want you all to stop being suspicious of every foreigner you see. My friend Sadia is too pretty to be violent and she, as a Pakistani, is just as perturbed about this series of events as you are. The same goes for my friends Faizal, Shiraj, Kaneez, Nadia, Amira, Sameerah, Malik, and Khadijah. Stop staring at them like they are idiots when they come into your store, cross the street in front of your car, count your change for you at the bank, serve you your god damn Starbucks coffee in the morning. These are the same people that they were before the events of 9/11. Don’t let a few ignorant people make you look at them any differently. It’s all right to be proud to be an American. Just don’t be an ignorant one.
Is it National Camel Toe month and no one told me? In the past few days I have gotten more Google searches for “camel toe” than anything else. Oh well. At least they stopped looking for naked pictures of 12 year old girls. You’re still looking for naked pictures of Beyonce and I have none here, sorry. Also there are no World Trade Center jokes nor do I have pictures of bodies from the World Trade Center so stop it! Also, I have no idea whether Nelly and Beyonce are a real couple. Been getting a lot of searches for that as well. I don’t care who Beyonce is with. I just want her to say my name. I don’t have any pictures of Tamara Stocks naked.
Waking up in the desert in the morning there are certain things that you have to grow accustomed to. I know that when I walk outside my front door at eight in the morning it will probably already be about 85-90 degrees outside. I hate how I get out of the shower in the morning and I’m already working up a little sweat because it’s hot inside the house. We keep the thermostat set at about 72 degrees and our light bill averages $200 a month during the hot months so I don’t understand what the damn problem is. Cool me off Nevada Power!
Still working on some projects to put up for your viewing pleasure. This includes the much anticipated redesign. I am trying to help out those of you that draw heat when looking at my webpage from work. Trying to make it look nice and make it safe for all viewers is turning out to be a bigger problem than I thought. Not to worry though, I do have it under control. Aside from that there are various writing projects that I am working on and when my muse hits, I drop everything and write.
So here we are at 8 am and I am already dressed and ready for work. A miracle I think. Now I just need to go get my coffee and I’ll be all set right?
So. I almost have the Google lock on my name. Some doll making place with the url monique.com is trying to hold on to it but I am pretty sure I can knock them out of the box just like I did the Kate Winslet movie "Hideous Kinky". It's pretty cool though because a few days ago i was on the third page of the results and today I am on the first page in the 4th position. So you can keep linking to my blog in your links section using the words hideous kinky, but if you link to something i've said specifically please use my name ok? Pretty please? Thank you.
