All great truths begin as blasphemies.
George Bernard Shaw
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There is nothing to read here. The content is over there, to your right.
I may, however, at some point, put something here. Some day. Eventually. No pressure.
drivel
It's too hot. Too hot to even whine about how hot it is. Hopefully this weekend we'll get the air conditioners installed. I'll be happier then.
Company coming this weekend. M-i-l for certain, maybe b-i-l and wife as well. Going to have a family celebration for the girling's birthday which just passed. We'll bbq, maybe get the fire pit going, play in the pool. I'm looking forward to it. It's been a while since we've had a good home celebration. Plus it'll be a break in this mundane routine we've all fallen into.
Ahh well. It's the summer. Happens every year.
Been playing with the new camera. It's a cool little thing. One of these days I'll get around to uploading some of the pictures. Not in a big hurry, though. Haven't felt much of the 'lookit this!" frame of mind.
Besides, sharing photos of Ruby, my guitar, isn't the stuff of photographic achievement. heh.
Speaking of Ruby, that bitch has given me blisters on my fingertips. Not so much painful as awkward. Time to take a break from it, I think. I've been wasting enough time with her as it is. Seriously. You should see the state of my floors. Swiffer much? um, no.
I wonder if I'm pms'ing. I'm feeling the greatest urge to tell everyone to fuck off so I can go hide in the cool laundry room to sleep against the washing machine.
PMS. Mental breakdown. Same diff.
I'm a little disgruntled about not being able to chat with my friend on yahoo! im. He's a physicist and I desperately want to pick his brain about the Hawking hoopla. Could very well be he's hiding from me, knowing I get my rocks off pestering him with my idiotic questions.
I don't blame him. I'm pretty sure he must get tired of having to type slowly and use small words to explain the answers to me. Sometimes I hate being a dumb blonde.
Ok. I hate it all the time. Being uneducated sucks.
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jesus. what a farce.
I'm smoking way too much. Again. I'm ok with that though. I'll quit. Again. Eventually.
I wish it would snow.
soundtrack:Miles Davis - "Jeru"
Company coming this weekend. M-i-l for certain, maybe b-i-l and wife as well. Going to have a family celebration for the girling's birthday which just passed. We'll bbq, maybe get the fire pit going, play in the pool. I'm looking forward to it. It's been a while since we've had a good home celebration. Plus it'll be a break in this mundane routine we've all fallen into.
Ahh well. It's the summer. Happens every year.
Been playing with the new camera. It's a cool little thing. One of these days I'll get around to uploading some of the pictures. Not in a big hurry, though. Haven't felt much of the 'lookit this!" frame of mind.
Besides, sharing photos of Ruby, my guitar, isn't the stuff of photographic achievement. heh.
Speaking of Ruby, that bitch has given me blisters on my fingertips. Not so much painful as awkward. Time to take a break from it, I think. I've been wasting enough time with her as it is. Seriously. You should see the state of my floors. Swiffer much? um, no.
I wonder if I'm pms'ing. I'm feeling the greatest urge to tell everyone to fuck off so I can go hide in the cool laundry room to sleep against the washing machine.
PMS. Mental breakdown. Same diff.
I'm a little disgruntled about not being able to chat with my friend on yahoo! im. He's a physicist and I desperately want to pick his brain about the Hawking hoopla. Could very well be he's hiding from me, knowing I get my rocks off pestering him with my idiotic questions.
I don't blame him. I'm pretty sure he must get tired of having to type slowly and use small words to explain the answers to me. Sometimes I hate being a dumb blonde.
Ok. I hate it all the time. Being uneducated sucks.
[...]they demand that all such materials include information on the "lack of effectiveness of condom use" in preventing the spread of HIV and other STDs -- in other words, the Bush administration wants AIDS fighters to tell people: Condoms don't work.
from AlterNet
jesus. what a farce.
I'm smoking way too much. Again. I'm ok with that though. I'll quit. Again. Eventually.
I wish it would snow.
soundtrack:Miles Davis - "Jeru"
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