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2008-01-02 6:52 PM gimme my blankie the geeks go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah....
it's amazing to me. all the toys, software, hardware, updates, options, plug-ins, feeds and clicks. it's overwhelming, and it feels like a total overload. i can't keep up. i don't think anyone can. sometimes i sit and look at a document, either something i'm reading and trying to learn or something i'm writing, and say, oh HELL NO, i can't do this anymore. me brain is saaaaamokin'. i might just be stretched in too many directions, but my head feels small. my hair is tight. my eyes feel like i just had a lift done and the stitches are new. not that i would know. **** the Weird Chick has a PI on her tail. i remember a month or so ago i arrived early for work, and she was outside macking with some dude. i thought it was her BF. i guess not. she had a gift for this Mack Daddy delivered to the hotel, instead of her house. just the facts. my heart might betray me, but my gut, never. **** i heard briefly on the news that Letterman cut a deal and is returning with writers, whereas Leno is returning with no writers. (since the both of them have worked as writers, i don't see the challenge.) Leno is prohibited from using pre-prepared material, and i'm sure some guests will not want to cross the picket line. the whole strike, i read, is hinging on the rights of writers for work distributed on the internet and new media. i guess we'd better pay close attention to where this goes. **** it is bone-chilling cold. single digit cold. still, it's supposed to hit the fifties in a couple of days. it's crazy, i tell you. my fingers are fair frozen. **** i would like to find some format in which to plan my dayz. i'm wasting a lot of time, and if i have specific blocks of time in which to accomplish certain projects, i might see some of them to completion. i think that's a good idea. if it works, great, if it doesn't, i'm no worse off, right? (i can see you smirking from here. knock it off.) **** i promised i'd be in bed early, and that's just what i'm going to do. it's cold, i'm tired, my heart is a little heavy today and i have a new blanket. a red one. a soft red one, the color of a deep garnet. it has two matching pillows. that is, if i can get sparky off of it. heh. Check out TSB for the most legal fun you can have with your clothes on. Read/Post Comments (4) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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