Current mood: Pouting.
That is all.
Current mood: Pouting.
That is all.
When I was having cake with my co-workers on Thursday they happened to randomly mention that Anne Rice is now a fundamental Christian. That’s not quite exactly what she is, but it got the point across and made me sick to my stomach that I needed to quick-hurry-up-and-edit-the-blogroll. And then I did what I normally do when I trust my brain rather than writing things down — I forgot.
Just a moment ago I was watching Letterman and something triggered my memory of this conversation about Anne Rice. You know, this is what I get for not paying close enough attention to the world. It’s not like she just resurrected her Catholicism on Tuesday. In fact it was almost 10 years ago, according to the Wik:
Time to edit the blogroll. If I can find her.
I like Jesus, he’s a lot of fun at parties, but I just don’t think I want to be told by Anne Rice about his life.
(Have I ever mentioned my religious non-affiliation? Yah, total heathen. Except for my Buddhist tendencies, like doing good just for the sake of
doing good not coming back in my next life as a cockroach.)
1. The neighbor across the street who has lived there the entire time I have lived here (5 years) is so hot. Seriously. He’s just super hot. I just caught a glimpse of him through the upstairs window so I just needed to mention.
2. I didn’t realize that kids had to wait until they were 4’9″ before they weren’t supposed to be in a car seat anymore!
3. Georgie is headbutting my arm because she wants me to say hi to you all for her. “Hi, everyone!”
4. Kudos instead of tacos for breakfast. Definitely the better choice.
It’s summer, shouldn’t you be outside or something? Yah, me too.
I totally forgot that I had set up a recording for Sleepaway Camp on IFC. Now I totally get to see boobies this morning!!!! (What? Boobies are pretty!) Edit: Dammit! No boobies because the twist at the end is that she is really a he. So I think I just saw a prosthetic penis. I think.
It’s 9:30am but I’m craving Mexican food. A nice beef taco with pico de gallo would be lovely. And beans and rice. And maybe a chimichanga (I don’t care what’s in there, it’s fried and awesome). Now I am starving… Nice job, Poppy!
I’m pretty sure for the first time since it warmed up I have absolutely no plans for the weekend. Except drinking ice water and watching the cats go nuts. Yup, there goes Ripley now!
We can see our town’s fireworks from our backyard because they’re launched from *pointing* right over there, so people invite themselves to our house to eat our food and sit in our screened tent, in the front of the tent so that Hay and I get the crappy view of our own fireworks. I’m not quite sure how this happens every year. Except that Hay keeps saying “what time are you coming?” when they say, “hey, we’re coming over for the 4th.” I’m not opposed to visitors, I’m just opposed to people without common courtesy.
I am still hungry. Bye.
I wish Gravatar would hurry up and populate my new account icon. I soooo hate looking like a comment bubble. And a bearded stick-figure man. And nothing at all.
I am a pretty kitty, dammit!
I am tired of Yahoo. It sucks. Every time I send a message it has an ad at the bottom. Every time I receive messages they aren’t threaded. Every time I reply to a message I can’t write inline and if I go into my Sent folder to reply it sends it to me instead of the person I sent the first message to. All these things piss me off. I have changed my profile to have the address I shall use from this point forward (remove the dashes, k?). Please change your addy books. If you send to Yahoo please expect between 1 and infinite business days before I reply. Thank you for your understanding.
Also, nothing beats an ice-cold Coke on a warm summer day. Well, I guess there are things that beat it, but not for me at this very moment.
I wonder how much it annoys colleagues that I send out emails with blatant errors in them then within 15 seconds I have sent a correction message. I’m sure they’re always screaming at the screen, “WHY DIDN’T YOU JUST SAY THAT THE FIRST TIME?!?!”
I secretly like to spread misinformation. That’s why.
Any other questions?
I am wearing Burt’s Bees champagne lip shimmer today. It makes my lips tingly.
Heh, yah, I have a blog. I remember now.
I had two awesomely wonderful things to post about but I’ve forgotten both of them.
Ruminate on that?
I have 154 new Yahoo messages right this very minute, yet I still have not learned my lesson that I shouldn’t email subscribe to comments on my favorite blogs which offer that service.
I seriously need a personal assistant…