Chronicles

Wednesday, January 31

Last day of month. Where does the time go? Well my site's now back up whoopee! I'm in an unusually happy mood today. It's not only this no. Hmm. I'm not even done with work for the day and I am all ...bubbly. Scariness supremis. Erghh I have to update the site! *scream* I have to write e-mails to everyone I've been neglecting.

Christiane Happy Belated Birthday!! Oh I've been bad. Yes I know but that's usual avec moi. Tsk.

Wednesday, January 24

*whine* It's a hot day. Actually it's pretty good for the beach. There's the whole Carnival breeze, oh my what fun :) Speaking of which, Carnival would be a really nice to spend at the beach this year again. I think. Unless I have a good lime in elsewhere I'm thinking the beach would be cool.

Some guys are just stupid and mean and evil. Thats all I'm gonna say right now.

Saturday, January 20

Yeah I'm around but totally swamped so I'll make a baby entry and get some dinner, finish talking to someone and get to work!! So much to do, so little time to do it,but I'm trying. I have to write mail but of course I'm a bastard and just procrastinating on that level. No wait not procrastinating this time, just unable to spend enough time on here.

Monday, January 15

Arrrrghhhhh I want my monitor back :( I have to do stuffffzzzzz!!!!!! Stupid people can't give me a frickin monitor in place in the meantime?!?!!! Bahhh. Yes I'm grumpy. No it's not that time of the month. Bleh.

Sunday, January 7

Now my nails are smelling like "Kookie Kiwi". Yes imagine that, a smellerific nail polish. What else will they come up with? Actually there's some new computer gadget thing emitting appropriate scents...sheesh... I don't really want to smell blood if I'm playing a shoot 'em up game ok. K I guess they don't have those essential oils for sale.

Sleep. That I need I think. This kind of random thought thingy is just not pretty anymore. I must get in contact with SO many people this week it isn't funny. E-mails yes kill me I know I know I'll get to them soon I promise. I'm confused - not quite sure where to start with my to do list.

Tata for now though....maybe for a while. Let's hope the computer gods bring me good luck. I need it.

Saturday, January 6

*Throws expletives around silently*

Laa di dee dah di.... It's one of those days. I tell you - if I take on these things I'd go crazy. Sinnng sing a song make it simple to last a whole two decades long. Sing of happy not bad, sing of good things not baddd. Oh ok good things happy happy thoughts. *rubs the laughing bhudda's tummy* Ohmmmmmm I need success and happiness.

Friday, January 5

I smell like a fruit. What's with all these beauty/skin/bath products that smell like black cherries ( I've never even eaten those) and peaches and pears. Wow. The shampoo is organic, the soap is a special mud blend, the bath gel smells like plums...and this attracts who exactly? Flies and other fruit-loving insects? *rolls eyes* You don't want to have kids eating this. What's the real deal about people wanting to smell like flowers and fruits? Huh huh huh? You don't ever hear about food perfumes like oh heated olive oil with garlic tossed in... That's eatable smelling too ya know.

That's the end of my random thought process for today. :o) I'll go do something constructive now I promise!!!

Wednesday, January 3

*grumble*

What's up with my mood? I think my mouth's too big. I've been talking to my mother too much. I guess when the reality slams into you you wake up and smell the shit, it's not pleasant. I like my life thru my purple shades dammit.

Oh yes mothers are soooo mostly always right. If they're not right they're almost there. Mommies know all. Blast it.

I've got to write Stac yes I know - it's back to school for her. Argh. I'm just in this particular mood today to just curl up in bed and hibernate till the sun goes down. Stef I need to lime with but he's so far away. Rav is gone to the beach with his family. Avin is undergoing surgery! Get well soon to him. Dara's supposed to be here today. Blah the list goes on of missing people.