Thursday, November 30, 2006

Like Cinderella...

Except I think I still have both my shoes.

Practically at the stroke of midnight, the world has one more crappy first draft!


My Lap or Yours

Our two cats have never been lap cats. They're five and a half now, and between the two of them, have sat still on exactly one lap one time for less than one minute. They will crawl up onto Laughing Boy when he is sleeping, sometimes.

The Princess we can pick up, if we keep moving. If we stop, she wants down. Handsome Boy, the gray cat, crawled up me every day at the exact same time for the first week we had him, and fell asleep for forty five minutes purring with his head on my shoulder. Since then, nada. We cannot pick him up at all. He needs two of his own feet on the ground at all times, if hands are on him. He will jump onto LB's back sometimes, when LB leans over to pick something up. And then the cat sits down. LB, being the patient sort, stays like that for two or three minutes until the cat gets bored and jumps back down.

Hey, whatever makes them happy.

All of that to say, it must be that the cats know it is the last day of NaNoWriMo and I have to cram in 6,700 words to finish on time. Because the Princess just curled up on my lap purring for 35 minutes straight. Head in my hand. And then allowed me to stick a camera phone in her face and take a picture of it.

Fiendish conspiracists, those kitties!

Okay, Guilty as Charged

Mark Twain said:
“I’ve lived through many terrible things in my life, some of which have actually happened.”

Hey Mark, get out of my head!

Saturday, November 25, 2006

Procrastination, Part Deux

Okay, whose brilliant idea was it to have NaBloPoMo the same month as NaNoWriMo, thereby guaranteeing that when I finally have time to write something, I will instead be procrastinating and checking all my favorite bloggers, who have been faithfully posting every day.

Which would normally make me thrilled.

Three days into Thanksgiving weekend, I'm feeling a little ambivalent. For all of you posting every day, go! go! go!

But I'm really gonna have to type much faster to finish NaNoWriMo on time.


Thursday, November 09, 2006

That's Better

After a slow start, I'm over 7,000 words for NaNoWriMo. Which isn't grand and glorious, but does mean I'm in line to finish right on time, if my 2,500 word count per day average the last two years is any indication. And if that completely inelegant last sentence is any indication, I've got the "just write anything, who cares how bad it is" down pat, too.

Go me!

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

You Win Some...

Being an unrepentant bleeding-heart liberal, I am tickled pink about the whole Democrats winning a majority in Congress, and cautiously optimistic that the tied-for-control Senate may mean some good news, or at least less bad news. But I have to confess to a sinking feeling about another 4 years of our current governor, he of the alleged sexual harassment and racist comments.

But I never expected that I would wake up to the Republicans giving me a big fat early Christmas present in the form of Rumsfeld's resignation.

It's almost a fair trade, less Rumsfeld for everyone, but a few more years of "Ah-nold" jokes for us.

You owe us, other 49 states!

Monday, November 06, 2006

Sit Up Straight!

I didn't want to be one of those Rachel R-a-y bashers, and I certainly didn't want to turn into somebody's cranky Grandmother... But I just saw her new talk show for the first time, and Oh My. She was sitting slumped so far forward, she looked like her shoulders were higher than her ears. No neck at all. I know she doesn't usually look like that, so somebody needs to tell her not to slouch.

Before today, I only had one problem with Rachel R-a-y. It was the whole "EVOO" thing. When she uses her very own extra special shorthand for Olive Oil, "EVOO", she says, "EVOO," and then she has to explain it. "EVOO, you know Extra Virgin Olive Oil, E.V.O.O." An abbreviation, Rachel, is supposed to abbreviate things. Make them shorter, take less time. You could have pressed a vat of the stuff in the time it takes you to explain what you meant.

I hadn't seen her show since we cancelled my HG TV / Learn1ng Chann3l lifeline, so I had no idea how incredibly manic she's become. She used to be chipper, but nothing I couldn't handle after 11 am and two cups of espresso. But now, she's bouncing around like an 8 year old with ADD who finished off the box of Cap'n Crunch before moving on to a bottle of his mother's "diet pills".

I need a nap.

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Mmmm... Strawberries

Which chocolate treat are you?

Chocolate covered strawberry

You are the perfect mix of sweet and luscious. Certainly very tasty, you can give off a very sensual vibe.

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I is a Writer

I got home from a looooong day on set at 11:52 pm, and rushed to the computer. My grand total for the first day of NaNoWriMo? 87 words. Woo hoo. Very impressive.

Still, I managed to type something.

I will do more today.