"Self realization. I was thinking of the immortal words of Socrates who said 'I drank what?'."
-- Chris Knight, Real Genius
Right now, as I'm writing this, I'm waiting for my church's website to load. My mother asked me if I could help out the nice ladies at the church with adding a section to it. You see, the man who did the web site (with FrontPage, blech...) is gone now and no one seems to know how to do anything with it. So I spent a few hours this afternoon gasping in pain while I looked over the ugliest HTML I've ever seen. It took me twenty minutes to tell which way was up and what was going on, then I cut eight lines of html down to one. Gawd. I'm glad it's a church website...it could use the prayer....
Right now it's loading an animated gif that's 226K. And an inch high. I could gag. But I'll help them. I already added all the stuff mom said they might want...I just have to clean up the ugly HTML and give the whole dang thing to them tomorrow so they can upload it. If they decide to make me their little web helper, I'll tell you. Considering that my mother has been their little computer helper for years, I think they'll have me.
And the fact that they have no one else and I'm a volunteer.
But in other news. There was a power surge last night at about 4:30am...that's why there was no notification yesterday. Sorry. My 'puter is fine but my stereo wouldn't turn off all night. I was about to unplug it and drag it over to PC Richards and say "Fix!!!", when it finally started to work again. Go figure.
Egads!! It's late! It's almost 2am!! I should sleep!
I should get a glass of water and get rid of my hiccups too, but I won't.
Actually, I will. I'll be right back. But I won't get water...I'll get tea.
I lied. I got water. I was too lazy to get tea.
Waaaahhh!!! I have no motivation to be witty and charming tonight! You're all going to hate me and stop reading because I'm so freakin' dull!! Waaaahhhh!!!!
Love me? Please?
Enough grovelling, I want to sleep. Love me. That's an order. ;)
Do
you
think
I
have
enough
line
breaks?
I have one piece of Godiva chocolate left from the day I went out with Kristen and Joslyn and spent too much money. Only one little piece. I enjoyed that box of chocolates very much. Chocolate is good depressed food. Not that I've been depressed, but when I don't get my RDA of Brian I get a little cranky. And I haven't gotten my RDA of Brian in a while. This weekend helped a little. He was sweet and paying attention to me and all that good stuff, but I'm still bummed that I missed seeing him tonight. But I have coping skills. And one more piece of chocolate.
But I need more attention than a tropical fish, so I'm cranky anyway.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Now I feel better. I just wish I could let out a real-life blood-curdling scream. It's stress relieving. But I keep looking at that piece of chocolate.
"What if the air conditioning breaks tonight and it melts while I'm sleeping?"
"What if my beloved family is snooping around and decides to finish it off for me?"
"What if I turn allergic to chocolate tomorrow?"
But really it's just the little inner voice screaming "Twig Girl! Eat CHOCOLATE! Eat chocolate NOW!!!"
Damn that voice.
Have I been jumping around a lot tonight or is it my imagination? I have no purpose, I have no direction...
And I was about to type "But I have chocolate..." but I thought, "No, no. We've discussed the chocolate issue enough. Let's discuss nookie, or something else we never talk about."
Nookie?
No.
I mean, I've worked hard on this journal to bring you, my readers, good wholesome nookie-less entries. Am I so desperate for something to write about that I would stoop to nookie?
No. No nookie. No nookie on the webpage. Bad.
But I bet some of you are really wondering what this nookie business is. ;)
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I'm not telling but here's a cute picture of Brian. Lookin' good, actin' cool. Gosh, he's so sweet!
WAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
Everyone wish him luck on his hockey game coming up. It's the last game if they win, then they're the champs. But if they lose they play again. He wants to win.
I'm collecting the names of all the players on the other team and I'm going to put Fluff in their skates.
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