So, I'm reading last week's TWOP recap of The Amazing Race (TAR) and I came across a pity quote I MUST share. I think it's my new slogan.

"For some reason, when I already don't like you, there's nothing like a chipper, friendly greeting to make me want to punch you in the face."

Been there! Wanted to do that. LOVE that quote.

-Deoris

Writing Success: Well, I went to the Toasted Cheese author chat today.

Music Playing: Lights Out on KINK

Exerpt from "...And You Think You've Got It Bad"

Love And Marriage - A Woman's Chances to Marry All can afford to marry and raise families with more ease and less expense than to live alone. When pure, elevated, spiritual affection exists between the husband and wife, it is a source of the highest degree of pleasure to be warmed by the same fire and read by the same light.

As the average human life is 31 years, one had best make haste as soon as one is so inclined.

Just think, I'd not only be considered old, but ancient at my ripe age. Freakish to think your life was so short. I think, "hmm, eighties, nineties, hundreds" and think that's a good age with a long life. They had a hard, hard life. But look! They get to share it! I enjoy "all can afford", cause kids and wives are so cheap! Buy a dozen!

I'd like to pause and apologize for any misspellings. They've changed the layout of this thing and it's doing some wierd rebooting thing which is moving my cursor in and out of this screen, and kind of fuddling with me. It's odd.

I'd also like to take this pause to do a commercial. VISIT SAL'S BLOG! Okay, I feel better now. Her blog will make you laugh out loud, quite literally. I enjoy a daily visit, and thought I'd share. Not that I don't share that all the time and have her link over to the left, but hey. It's worth a big commercial too. Imagine me in a slinky dress saying all this nice and sexy with pouty lips. There. Should get you to her blog.

You ever have those days where you want to write, but you're just too bored? This has been another of those days for me. I realize that doesn't make a lot of sense. Being bored implies that one has nothing to do. It's not true. Many people do a lot of things that bore them. But they have no choice but to do them. Boredom has nothing to do with inactivity.

So today I was bored while in writing chat. Unusual, but something about it was just making me do that thing where you use your hand for a puppet and go "yak yak yak, blah blah blah". Mind you, the guest was great. Honestly, she had a lot to say and very interesting ideas. I really wish Sal or Beaver had come, they would have enjoyed her to death. Sal would have loved her, since the guest was also Scottish and had actually stayed up late to participate in the chat. Yes, many things to talk about.

I was still bored.

Maybe it's because I haven't been writing, so I feel the fraud going. Here's this author whose won a contest talking about no-ending stories as shorts because the attention span of the typical adult in this age is about 2.5 seconds. (Your mind is already wandering off as you read this, isn't it? I know, the laundry needs done! Leave it a minute.) Granted, I couldn't enter it because I judge it. But where have I posted, published, entered, or taken a risk lately? Nowhere. Heck, I haven't written a complete, well-thought out story since I left iVillage. Sad, but true. (By the way, my "favorite reads" list is still there, up and active. They fire me for no reason at all and that's still there. Ah, good times, good times.)

Anyhow, I was bored. (I begin to think I'm the one with the attention span of a chia pet.) So you'd figure I'd go write something. Well, I kind of figured I would. I didn't. I went and played Diablo and Neopets and ... well, I didn't write. But I'm writing now. Okay, my brain is apparently going in 12 directions, but I'm writing. So, yay. Now, to get it into story form....

That's all folks. Leave a message. I'll have Brunhilde get back to you.

Writing Success: Um...writing. Yeah. Okay.

Music Playing: 107.5 The 80's and more station. I forget the name.

Exerpt from "...And You Think You've Got It Bad"

Love And Marriage - Never Marry a Man to Reform HimDo not go to the ball-room or to a fashionable watering place to secure a true, affectionate and domestic companion. The very atmosphere of such a place is destructive to nature's pure affection and her natural language. There, art and deception take the place of nature, the whole mind is highly charged with excitement and false pretenses.

Beware of the young man who indulges in all manners of excesses. Remember that in considering the effect of dissipation, wine and tobacco, the transient pleasure of a moment may mean the suffereing of a lifetime. His deeds of darkenss will entail untold suffering on generation after generation.

Do I even need to go through this one? Or should I make a neon sign for Kou? *hahahaha*

Bizarre Quiz of the Day:


Mean lil fellow, arn't you?


What Monty Python Character are you?
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Hey, they can't all be pretty princess quizzes, can they? Besides, I enjoy this one. Run away! Run away!

Well, the house is down to the paint, which means the "hordes" have left us to our own devices for the time being. Not that I'm not grateful, but having your every move scrutinized and double-checked is a bit disconcerting when you're our age. (My DH had a hard time quite a few times. He's older than I am by 9 years, and I'm not a spring chicken!) But it's all wonderful. And to show how much I appreciate and respect all the hard work, I'm resolved to do better than my best at keeping it up. So far, success! Good on me.

Patrick got his arm out of the splint and into a cast today. He's much happier. They unwrapped layer after layer of crap until they found his arm. Then they re-wrapped it in a gauze sleeve, a light layer of what looked like cotton batting or something, a light layer of fiberglass, and a layer of red fiberglass casting. The nurse said he lightened it by about 4lbs. Patrick seems a LOT happier with it, in fact.

It was also his last day of school. Matt still has until the end of the week, however. Bummer for Matt. But he'll get prizes and a field trip and to spend these last days 'playing' really. Pat is missing out on all that. But he says he's going to do MUCH better in high school next year.

Haven't been writing, but I have had the urge to. I just can't seem to find the TIME to do it. Plus, the doc gave me amitriptyline for the stomach cramps (since it's all in my mind) and I've gone apathetic. I just don't care that things are going undone or falling behind or whatever. There's like no stress right now that's getting to me. On the downside, I sleep a lot more and longer in the morning. On Sunday, I didn't move until nearly 12:30. Insane. I never sleep past 9! But there it was.

Guess that's all for now. Don't really have any rants I care to share today. ;) HEY! Did I mention the credit card company cleared my account? You remember, the one charging me insane amounts of money for NINETY TWO CENTS? Cleared it up totally. So, let me tell you, write the letter complaining. It DOES work.

On that note, kalos kalinihta!