I’ve got a friend who blogs. He hasn’t posted in a month. But hey, neither have I. On the other hand, he’s on the edge of doing some stupid things, the kind that gives you a nasty and/or fatal disease, and I’m not.
What is the deal with people playing around with junk like that? In the Information Age, is it illegal to say, “I don’t know”? Better researching than dead.
Mr. Wonderful has well and truly ticked me off. He keeps trying to tell me I use too much structure with the Artsy One, so he took the day and tried training her. It ended up very ugly, over the top of my ugliest day. But he still insists I talk with the local Get-Into-Her-Head guru, although said guru claims this is not her forte. Duh, the Rule Book is the Rule Book for everybody on this bus, thank you. Gravity is universal unless you leave the planet, pretending you are exempt is FATAL, no “redo”.
Americans. Land of the Free, Home of the Out of Touch with Reality.
Running out of toner also royally pisses me off. Circuit City was not the most helpful when I was shopping around for an economic all-in-one, either. Duh, like I’m the only person in this county who wants to save money?
Why are there no decent movies out this month? “Nativity”, potentially deep topic, boring presentation. Everything else, boring dialogue. Re-watched “National Treasure” last night, nostalgia’d for “Raiders of the Lost Ark”, even “Bringing up Baby” or “It Takes a Thief” or “Borne Identity”.
It’s hard to stay mad, though. Good friends came out of the woodwork this week. Mr. Wonderful took a load off my pile -twice! Decadent chocolates made a welcome appearance, and I’ve gotten more exercise in the past week than in the past 5 months. Full fridge, most bills paid, crockpot set up for dinner. I do believe, George, it’s going to be a good day.
Wish list: Free gastric bypass. Free dental work. Plant one foot of the Artsy One in Reality for the next decade. Completion of the new bypass. Consolidate students. Get vacation plans approved and paid for.
Happy New Year
