Well here we are. Forth (and I can’t spell Fourth – This is what happens when you are hastily forced to post via word doc. Grrrr…) week into 2011 and it has been two weeks since I have posted and that last one sucked. Well, I had and have a real problem posting. Clearly my computer is ate up with e-boli…
(authors note: I re-read and realized I jacked this word all up. Clearly I am so upset by my computers revolt I created a disease made up of Ebola and E-Coli. I didn’t want anyone to think it went un-noticed. Please continue.)
…and refuses to let me log into WordPress.
Flat out refuses.
It does let me go onto facebook and spend twenty minutes flittering my time away. At the end of which I feel like some creepy voyeur that has managed to peek into the windows of people I haven’t seen in fifteen years.
I like facebook. I have been on social networking sites for around six years now, but frankly it is losing its shine. It is great if I see a friend announcing something special. But if I go on and my 3rd grade nemesis is complaining again about how fake people are fake and she wishes that people would grow up…
Really? I thought we were all so PC now that we stopped with the over-sharing statuses back in 2009?
I think that was one notification Stacey missed.
Since I haven’t actually seen her in over twenty years I will not be the one to point it out. Sorry Stacey I still can see the lead in my thumb from your little hissy fit back in 1982, I think we are done for one lifetime.
I want so badly to have the most witty wonderful things to pour out of my mind and get to you via my fingers typing on this very keyboard, but here lately I have been in a bit of a rut.
Nothing serious. Don’t get all concerned on me. It has been in part not being able to post at home, and I am pretty busy at work now. Which is awesome. Better than the shelter I just knew we’d be living in had I not gained permanent employment.
(Vast over reactor <—- That would be me)
So, what do I have to say today? What is the message, the point, the slice of life wonderfulness that should be contained in each and every post?
Watch out for Stacey. She is a real bummer and I think a bit psychotic. She stabbed me over one of those rubber things you put over pencils that were so popular and even more neon back in the early 80’s.
That’s about all I have for today. But still revising my little short story fiction nugget I want everyone to feast upon. I am hoping by this time next week, I should have it up for consumption.
Until then, use your turn signal, open doors for people, and find a way not to stab someone in the anything with a pencil. The lead never comes out. Just an FYI.
Woman on Pause
Gripper thingies – http://www.thewritingpenstore.com/trianglepenandpencilgrip-5pack.aspx
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