Welcome to heck. I mean that in the most painfully boring way I can. I am not a blogger. You can tell that much from my dates of publishing.
I mean it. Why the fuck is it so interesting to find out what is going on the world of another human? The lefty blogs I read are chockablock with useful info concerning real-world events that alter our perceptions of reality in a most fundamental way. The rest of this crap is just window-dressing for nuisances who have clothes but no body.
The day care facility in which my children are ensconsed has taken me on as computer nerd. It's hard, 'cause I don't really need the hassle as I'm not getting paid, and my kids are having their day care paid for by unnamed benefactors. It's just me giving back to the community, right? It's not like the director is cute and/or wants me. I have better prospects with the girls she's hired to take care of the kids, fer keerissakes.
So what's up with emails that echo names in your address book, or worse, that echo names that AREN'T in your address book but that you either include in your to: field or are contained in the body of your email? I mean, I have a friend who has a daughter with a particularly rare name. So rare, in fact...oh. Ok. Google came up with 58,000+ entries, and they're all Scottish. Anyway, so there's this girl I used to go to junior high with and her daughter has this name that withing one day of me writing her appeared magically in an email to me that wanted me to buy a penis enlarger. My other friend, who was echoed in a very sensitive way (not abbreviated, middle initial), later was echoed perfectly, abbreviation and no middle initial at all. Weird!!!
My family relative has recently had brain surgery to remove three related benign brain tumors. The operation was a 1000% success. Weird!!!!
My son continues to channel my dead brother. Someone said my niece is chanelling my mother, but I haven't seen it with my own two eyes as of yet. Fun!
My wife and I - through a particularly interesting route - are now fulfilling our destinies as Buffy fans. We're half-way through season two DVDs and are anxiously desparate that they never end. Our lives will cease to have meaning once we've finished the season 4 DVDs and have to wait the interminable amount of time for season 5 to appear, let alone season 6! Yikes! Weirdsvillle!
Gotta boot up the DVD player so the wife and I can cuddle and she can invade my personal space with her feet.
Love
ST
I mean it. Why the fuck is it so interesting to find out what is going on the world of another human? The lefty blogs I read are chockablock with useful info concerning real-world events that alter our perceptions of reality in a most fundamental way. The rest of this crap is just window-dressing for nuisances who have clothes but no body.
The day care facility in which my children are ensconsed has taken me on as computer nerd. It's hard, 'cause I don't really need the hassle as I'm not getting paid, and my kids are having their day care paid for by unnamed benefactors. It's just me giving back to the community, right? It's not like the director is cute and/or wants me. I have better prospects with the girls she's hired to take care of the kids, fer keerissakes.
So what's up with emails that echo names in your address book, or worse, that echo names that AREN'T in your address book but that you either include in your to: field or are contained in the body of your email? I mean, I have a friend who has a daughter with a particularly rare name. So rare, in fact...oh. Ok. Google came up with 58,000+ entries, and they're all Scottish. Anyway, so there's this girl I used to go to junior high with and her daughter has this name that withing one day of me writing her appeared magically in an email to me that wanted me to buy a penis enlarger. My other friend, who was echoed in a very sensitive way (not abbreviated, middle initial), later was echoed perfectly, abbreviation and no middle initial at all. Weird!!!
My family relative has recently had brain surgery to remove three related benign brain tumors. The operation was a 1000% success. Weird!!!!
My son continues to channel my dead brother. Someone said my niece is chanelling my mother, but I haven't seen it with my own two eyes as of yet. Fun!
My wife and I - through a particularly interesting route - are now fulfilling our destinies as Buffy fans. We're half-way through season two DVDs and are anxiously desparate that they never end. Our lives will cease to have meaning once we've finished the season 4 DVDs and have to wait the interminable amount of time for season 5 to appear, let alone season 6! Yikes! Weirdsvillle!
Gotta boot up the DVD player so the wife and I can cuddle and she can invade my personal space with her feet.
Love
ST
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