There's someone on a board that I belong to that has this "cutesy" habit of typing "shite" or, lately "sh*te" when she means "shit". Now I see she's added "hail" instead of "hell".
Can I just say here how fucking ANNOYING that is? She's not a precious person in other respects. Although she may also be one of those who types "hayed" when she means "head".
She may also be one of those who types "layed" when she means "laid"--but I can't remember and I think some of the people who type that don't actually know the difference or can't spell worth a damn anyway. But it's hard to tell and you can't go around correcting people all the time, particularly not when they might end up being one of those people who's actually proud of not being able to spell correctly.
Grrr.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
Monday, June 12, 2006
Writing, writing everywhere...
...and nary a word to spare.
Or something like that. Anyway, strange day, not least of which that it follows by a mere 24 hours my last post in here (more or less). I was almost able to say that I did absolutely zero actual work today, not counting work-related things like sending statements and invoices and depositing stuff in the bank, but then I managed to find 15 minutes, that turned into 25 and got some work started.
But I'm done and done for. I got some more things done today, but there's still stuff left on the table. For tomorrow, I guess. I'm tuckered out and may go to bed early--or I'll take a nap and do something else, watch a movie or something. Play online poker (play money only!).
Oh, I did change my sheets last night, that was one thing that was accomplished. I did have some "help", but that's all right, it was fun. Smartie is so strange, he only seems to want to be under covers when I'm trying to change the bed linen. Anyway, it was nice feeling the cool, clean sheets when I went to sleep last night, even though it was actually a bit cool and the flannels might have been a better choice.
I thought some more about my novel last night and today. I even wrote a couple of sentences and saved it in my Fiction folder. Maybe we move inexorably towards the things we are most afraid of.
Or something like that. Anyway, strange day, not least of which that it follows by a mere 24 hours my last post in here (more or less). I was almost able to say that I did absolutely zero actual work today, not counting work-related things like sending statements and invoices and depositing stuff in the bank, but then I managed to find 15 minutes, that turned into 25 and got some work started.
But I'm done and done for. I got some more things done today, but there's still stuff left on the table. For tomorrow, I guess. I'm tuckered out and may go to bed early--or I'll take a nap and do something else, watch a movie or something. Play online poker (play money only!).
Oh, I did change my sheets last night, that was one thing that was accomplished. I did have some "help", but that's all right, it was fun. Smartie is so strange, he only seems to want to be under covers when I'm trying to change the bed linen. Anyway, it was nice feeling the cool, clean sheets when I went to sleep last night, even though it was actually a bit cool and the flannels might have been a better choice.
I thought some more about my novel last night and today. I even wrote a couple of sentences and saved it in my Fiction folder. Maybe we move inexorably towards the things we are most afraid of.
Sunday, June 11, 2006
Breakfast? We don't need no steenkin' breakfast...
I posted this somewhere else, but it fits here, too:
I don't know how I'm doing today, really. I mean, I haven't had breakfast yet. (Yes, the time stamp doesn't lie--but I only got up around 12:30...) I have just about finished my "morning" coffee, at least. I've got tons to do and don't seem particularly motivated to do any of it, though I've already started finishing the one job I should have finished yesterday.
Sigh.
I did go out, get the Times Magazine (there's a guy at the newstand around the corner who gives them to me for free), bought some stuff for Smartie at a different store than I normally go to, and then stopped by Two Little Red Hens, where they were, alas, out of red velvet cupcakes, but I did cadge a black and white brownie for later. So at least I got out on this gorgeous day.
That's where that post ended. I suppose I could write more, but I've got a lot of work to do and I need a shower and it's Sunday and I don't want to do any of it. Not that it being Sunday has anything to do with anything, just--it's that kind of a day, when you really just want to curl up in bed with the Times and a cup of coffee and relax. Or, even better, sit out in your backyard or on a porch and read and enjoy the cool breeze. Assuming you had one of those things, of course. A back yard or a porch, that is.
I've really been longing a back yard lately. Maybe someday...
I haven't changed the sheets on my bed in a long while. I did take out a fresh set yesterday. We'll see how long it takes me to actually get them on the bed. Preferably without Smartie's "help".
I have a friend battling cancer and right now she's in a rehab/hospice and I'm hoping she gets to go home this time and is in more need of the rehab than the hospice. I am worried about her and wishing I could get to spend more time with her.
I'm going to get to work now. Then shower. Then more work. Then...maybe a DVD. Gotta have something to look forward to, right?
I don't know how I'm doing today, really. I mean, I haven't had breakfast yet. (Yes, the time stamp doesn't lie--but I only got up around 12:30...) I have just about finished my "morning" coffee, at least. I've got tons to do and don't seem particularly motivated to do any of it, though I've already started finishing the one job I should have finished yesterday.
Sigh.
I did go out, get the Times Magazine (there's a guy at the newstand around the corner who gives them to me for free), bought some stuff for Smartie at a different store than I normally go to, and then stopped by Two Little Red Hens, where they were, alas, out of red velvet cupcakes, but I did cadge a black and white brownie for later. So at least I got out on this gorgeous day.
That's where that post ended. I suppose I could write more, but I've got a lot of work to do and I need a shower and it's Sunday and I don't want to do any of it. Not that it being Sunday has anything to do with anything, just--it's that kind of a day, when you really just want to curl up in bed with the Times and a cup of coffee and relax. Or, even better, sit out in your backyard or on a porch and read and enjoy the cool breeze. Assuming you had one of those things, of course. A back yard or a porch, that is.
I've really been longing a back yard lately. Maybe someday...
I haven't changed the sheets on my bed in a long while. I did take out a fresh set yesterday. We'll see how long it takes me to actually get them on the bed. Preferably without Smartie's "help".
I have a friend battling cancer and right now she's in a rehab/hospice and I'm hoping she gets to go home this time and is in more need of the rehab than the hospice. I am worried about her and wishing I could get to spend more time with her.
I'm going to get to work now. Then shower. Then more work. Then...maybe a DVD. Gotta have something to look forward to, right?
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