Month: March 2008

I’m tired and don’t want to do dishes. We shall see how this pans out.

Haha. Pun.

It’s monday and the sunset is shining through my window.

Haha to all of you suckers who don’t have the sunshine shining through their windows!

It’s drying my umbrella, which I had to use this morning due to rain.

I’m switching from “Classic Original” soymilk to “Original Unsweetened” soymilk because it’s enriched with calcium.

Interesting things today:

1) People on the bus with palm leaves.

2) A man running in slow motion. I knew he was in slow motion because his hair was long and it too was moving slow.

3) I bought a book of general fiction.

4) Nap!

5) I’ve made lunches for my three days of work this week. Bread pudding in little containers! And other things too.

PPS! The first four words of my horoscope today are: “The end is near”!

Hoo hoo!

ps I’m watching American Idol without the sound on again. It’s much more tasteful this way. At least it is when I rotate my head in that direction.

pps. I wore my pearls today. The ones Amber gave me. I forget that she did sometimes, BUT I SHOULDN’T.

Food.

I had thoughts today. None of them were very interesting. I stopped by Susan at her work after I finished my work. That was interesting. We talked about…. writing. Now I’m writing in my blog like Susan does only I’m not telling you about my cats. I have no cats, but if I did I’d tell you about them.

The Sun Went Down And Now I’m Blind!

I ate ice cream and now my right ear hurts.

I made up a song today when I got home for work:

I’M TIRED AND HUNGRY
HOO HOO HOO HOO HOO HOO HOO!
I’M TIRED AND HUNGRY
HOO HOO HOO HOO HOO!
HOOOOoooooooo…

My ear hurts.

Now my knee hurts too a little. I’m just going to go to bed so at least I will be warm.

So I was reading my novel, the one I’m writing, and in once instance I use the phrase “preposterous presumtion” all contextually correct and everything and I almost fall of my chair laughing.

So has anyone noticed… no probably not. Anyway. They’re playing all Jane Austen on Masterpiece Theatre lately (only now it’s just called “Masterpiece” only no one will know what I’m talking about if I call it that) and only the supremely red-headed Gillian Anderson hosts it. I’ve been crying every week I see it. All she does is talk a little bit about Jane Austen at the beginning and I guess it makes me just a little too emotional. The best part is that at the start of her hosting monologue she gives us a title, usually the theme of the story, followed by a short pause, so that we know that it was the title she just said. So very tut tut.