Category: Life

  • Count ‘em on the fingers of my hands.

    Blogathon 2005 is approaching, if not actually near to, its completion. There are less than ten required postings to make. There are less than five hours remaining. I’m all about the mileposts. I will happily take all of the positive signs and reinforcements I can get.

    I will also make a point of getting up and moving around between postings, mind you, and making sure I have plenty of snacks and fluids.

    See you at 2:00 with another hero roster entry…

  • Tomorrow will be fun. Indeed.

    One of our gaming buddies came over a bit ago to borrow the hex-map sheet, and he asked, “So will we see you tomorrow?” Sunday is, after all, our traditional gaming night. We play card games, board games, RPGs and various other such pasttimes.

    I replied, “I’ll probably be just waking up. Sure thing, I’ll be here.”

  • Not exactly lean cuisine. But, tasty.

    The tally so far:

    • Two pieces of Stouffer’s french bread pizza.
    • Eight or nine small glasses of cold herbal tea (again: Thank you so much, beloved, for the tea!)
    • Five pieces of rye krisp, buttered
    • Two tall glasses of orange juice (all gone now, waaah)
    • Two toaster waffles

    Health food it ain’t, but it makes me happy… and a happy blogger is a prolific blogger. Speaking of happiness, feel free to sponsor me if you haven’t already. It makes me happy, and goes toward setting aside land for wildlife habitat preservation. You can’t really go wrong there, now can you? Thanks!

    (A big thanks to Liz and Lisa, who put me over the $125 mark. Woo hoo!)

  • Speaking of felines…

    So picture this bit of amusement: My room, upstairs, closed off from the rest of the (significantly cooler) house. Two cats, to whom I am allergic. Me, opening my door when I know they’re downstairs so I can try to pull in some cooler air. The cats, sensing an open door and distracted human, stealthily treading into forbidden territory. Me, shooing out cats and closing the door again.

    Lather, rinse, repeat.

    But hey, I’ve lowered the temperature in this sauna of mine by a few degress. That’s got to count for something, baby.

  • Another dumb moment.

    I managed, a few minutes ago, to scrape the back of my foot just above the heel, and now it’s quite merrily bleeding and being generally unpleasant.

    If you’ll excuse me, I’ll be over here, feeling stupid and uncomfortable. Le sigh.

  • What? Huh? Posting?

    Uh, I’ll be back in half an hour, hopefully having accomplished what I set out to have accomplished by now.

    If you need me, I’ll be… er, right here. Just, busy. And stuff.

    (This meme thing I’m in the process of doing is either going to be high-larry-us, or it’s going to be the dumbest thing I’ve posted here yet. I’m not sure which, though.)