I'm still working on Wendy's retrospective, but this seems a bit quicker.
Four jobs that I have had in my life:
1. paper girl
2. whatever you call someone who works in a meat department, separating frozen chicken legs and thighs
3. cashier at Erb Lumber
4. receptionist at State Farm (I loved that job . . . I did my homework or read!)
Four movies I could watch over and over:
1. The Goonies
2. Say Anything
3. Dogma
4. Footloose
Four Places I've Lived:
1. Grand Rapids, Michigan
2. Oxnard, California
3. Antigua
4. Duncan, British Columbia
Four TV Shows I Love to Watch:
1. House
2. CSI
3. NUM3RS
4. random shows on The History Channel
Four Websites I Visit Daily:
1. www.xanga.com/FunnyWriterGirl
2. www.google.com
3. www.bankone.com
4. http://prose-and-cons.blogspot.com/
Four of My Favorite Foods:
1. potatoes of any kind
2. Pizza Hut Pan Pizza with pineapple, mushrooms, and ham
3. prime rib
4. oatmeal
Four Places I'd Rather Be Right Now:
1. St. Bart's
2. the west coast
3. the Mediterranean
4. in bed
Four People I Will Tag:
1. Wendy
2, 3, & 4 well, since i only know Greta and Wendy, and Greta has already done it, that's all i got!
And now my random observations:
1. Neat opportunities are cool. I wonder if it is an opportunity.
2. Teething must suck for babies. It sure sucks for me!!
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Thursday, January 12, 2006
I hate that stupid thing!
There is really very little that is more intimidating than that stupid black cursor blinking on an otherwise white space. How the heck am I supposed to know what to fill the space with? There's a reason that they call it a "cursor." That's what I become when I see it. What a joke.
WMW mentioned blogging my novel. It sounded like a good idea until I discovered that the #@*$ cursor is still here. So now that idea is out, too. You better find something else to read, WMW, because otherwise you'll be bored in ten years! Nah. I'll just find a typewriter. There's no cursor there. Or a journal and a pen. Now there's a novel idea. Novel, indeed.
It's in my head . . . gotta get it out. Gotta get it out. It'll happen one day. It really will. Now on to something fun.
By the way, hi. This is nicer than the other one.
WMW mentioned blogging my novel. It sounded like a good idea until I discovered that the #@*$ cursor is still here. So now that idea is out, too. You better find something else to read, WMW, because otherwise you'll be bored in ten years! Nah. I'll just find a typewriter. There's no cursor there. Or a journal and a pen. Now there's a novel idea. Novel, indeed.
It's in my head . . . gotta get it out. Gotta get it out. It'll happen one day. It really will. Now on to something fun.
By the way, hi. This is nicer than the other one.
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