Half

Oct 26, 2003 | You Can't Make This Stuff Up

Half Empty

50 %  

My weblog owns 50 % of me.
Does your weblog own you?

— Half Empty. Half Baked. Half witted? Half. Just Half. Never wholly anything. It figures I would only get a 50%. That’s so like me. (wanders off to make an Eggnog Latte… wonders if IZ will want one too… of course, even the milk isn’t whole.)

Thump

Oct 23, 2003 | You Can't Make This Stuff Up

Thump

(The sound of me falling off my chair laughing my *** off over this.)

Obviously, I need to write a guide to the art of procrastination.

(goes back to listening to the CURE)

Ahhhh

Oct 23, 2003 | You Can't Make This Stuff Up

AHHHH

Double Take. It happens. You walk down the street feeling wonderful–you have your best outfit on… and smack! Down you fall psychically because someone much thinner than you just walked by in the SAME outfit. It happens. (A lot if you shop RTW–yet another reason to buy originals). It’s just as disturbing, though, to click on a link and see your blog template pop-up. Minding your own business, dishing dirt in the comment boxes, “blog-hopping” through all the posted links when… BAM. There you are. Only… not you exactly. A whole string of nonsense runs through your head:

Is this my blog?
Oh look, some random guy in the UK linked to my blog.
How cool am I?
Wait… not cool. This isn’t my blog.
Dang it… I knew I should have updated this template years ago…
Wait… she’s funny…
She’s really funny….

It just goes down hill from there. Can you say… disturbing? Even more so, because I have a dedicated site with my own URL just sitting in la-la land waiting for me to transfer data. All I need to do is (oh, the irony) pick a template. I’m not decisive like that (or cool like that) but this might be the last straw. I mean… wear my outfit, already!

Oh… and in case you want to read this person… her name is RACHEL… and she’s great. Maybe it’s the accent?

Method

Oct 21, 2003 | You Can't Make This Stuff Up

Method . . .

So, I’m cleaning off my desk area so I can actually attempt to write the paper I’ve been putting off for days. I’m proud of myself, though. I started procrastinating earlier than usual! Heh.

What’s on my desk:

4 GTU Bookmarks
To Do List for Reading Week (of which I’ve managed to scratch off “laundry”)
Three packages of Scooby Doo Halloween Stickers
Garden Compass Fall/Winter planting guide
Nearly empty Peet’s cup from my mid-day run with IZ. Ymmmm
Three large “SECRET” deodorant tubes from the Costco run on Friday night
Nail file
Paper clip
Dust
A Red Hill Record on things to do for Halloween.
Tiny art project of Georges’: a large black spider eating a small black spider
My Bible
My New Testament Paper
A Selected Pauline Bibliography
Student Progress Report for Georges
Four Cd Cases… not sure if the Cds are even in them!
Sunset Magazine, J. Jill Catalog and Polka-Dot Tissue paper
A piece of tree bark
Spirituality Notebook
Roll of tape
Lip gloss

What’s on your desk?

Berkeley

Oct 13, 2003 | You Can't Make This Stuff Up

Extreme Geographical Points of the United States

Northernmost point: Point Barrow, Alaska 71�23′ N 156�29′ W
Easternmost point: West Quoddy Head, Me. 44�49′ N 66�57′ W
Southernmost point: Ka Lae (South Cape), Hawaii 18�55′ N 155�41′ W
Westernmost point: Cape Wrangell, Alaska (Attu Island) 52�55′ N 172�27′ E

~~They forgot: Liberal Most point: Berkeley, California. 37.8674� N, 122.3008� W.
Of course, I might also argue: Most Interesting, Most Diverse, and Most Likely to get into a minor traffic accident. But those were just too damg long.