Words written: no writing, but CSF proofing

It just occurred to me that a lot of me!me!s and quizzes that get sent around are an awful lot like the section of Playboy where the Playmate of the Month fills out a little questionnaire. You know:

Turn ons?
Turn offs?
Favorite Harry Potter character?
Croutons or bacon bits?

Which may go a long way to why I think they’re so ridiculous, even if it was a subconscious thing for so long. ‘Cause you know what? I’ll show an amazing amount of cleavage, but there are parts of me I’m just not posting on the Internet for everyone to see.

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I’ve already stopped shopping at Wal-Mart for their various bad business practices and attempts to force their “family values” down my throat. Now Target has joined that list.

Obviously there are some days I just shouldn’t read the news. The Senate has approved a bill to open the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge to oil and gas drilling. It would be bad if I started weeping while I’m still at work, yes?

Let’s nip this badness in the bud, shall we? If you want to protest either of the above, please do so. But I want some positive energy, too. If you’re so inclined, please post a comment about something that makes you happy right now. (Something that is making you happy at the present moment, I mean. That wasn’t a command to hurry.)

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Whoops. Intended to proof all evening, but just after I finished dinner, Morgana called about dropping something off, and ended up staying for several hours. We watched weird videos on VH-1 Classics, and went through every picture on the Stuff on my Cat website (most are dumb, but there are some that are utterly perfect). Honestly, I’m amazed that our husbands allow us to be alone together. We come up with Plans (“You know, I’ve always wanted to spend Christmas in England.” “Me too! Only in Scotland, in a big old manor house where they take you sleighing and you have to dress for dinner.” “Yes, yes! Let’s!”) and get excited about things like period bathroom sinks and floor mats with acorns and oak leaves on them. (She and I also picked out colors for the living room in this house before Ken and I had ever seen the interior of the house.) Dangerous, we are, when we’re unsupervised.

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Currently Reading: Northern Lights, Nora Roberts; the most recent Realms of Fantasy
Lately Listened To: VH-1 Classics, laughter
Recently Watched: CSI