Wednesday, January 31, 2007

It's all about me today!

It really IS all about me today.
If you don't believe it read the two other entries I posted today.
That'll prove it's about mmmME!

MMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeee-EEEE! (^_^)

Oh! Hi! look at you. Now, Look at Me!

sorry, how selfish. Hello all readers. Hope you have a lovely week. It looks to be shaping up as a right decent week.

Not all vampires suck blood...

Energy! You dirty little vampires, I know what you were thinking. Of course in specific cases I will be more than happy to suck your blood.

Energy; O, my flock, that is what I need from you now. You see there's just sooooo much to be done, but I haven't been able to pull it together. No man is an island. I only get anywhere with the lot of you, so I have to ask this of you all:

Channel me some Karma, Power-level me, Kick my ass a little, Lend me your strength, Transfer some charge to me, Be my muse, Push me, Give Me Your Life Force and I promise to reciprocate in the fullness of time. As I have previously stated, my triumph Is your triumph!

If you all give just a little I will catch fire, I will become incandescent. Won't that be fun? Seeing me immolate? Science suggests that if I move quickly enough while this process, my gravity will increase - and then I can be a star! A star for my readers, of Course!

XXX-V!

The triple X represents extreme sexuality. The V represents victory. Funny, but I expect neither of these things to figure into my day at all. Of course taken together, we have the roman numerals for 35. I am officially middle-age.

I Feel Like I am 19! Sure, plenty of readers here in Simacia, have heard this before. But How does one account for this discrepancy? Do you all really understand the problems presented? I am unresolved. I am unable to resolve. I'm not complaining. I look around and see many people my age who are miserable (relatively). Or maybe I just surmise that I enjoy life more than they. Perhaps they've reached their apex, while in many ways I am still coming into my stride.

It is a little ridiculous to be coming into your stride at half-life. Anyways, I often act like a kid and in some ways I Refuse to give it up.

...uhhhhmmmm. Mmmmhm. There was a sort of semi-squishy introspective point I was leading up to here. It was going to be uplifting and wise like your grandmother would have told you. Y'know? But dammit, it's gone. So:

Rock On! Go out and celebrate my existance! Doesn't matter if you see me or not - Just go out and have a wikkid cool time some point this week. And think of me when you do

Thursday, January 11, 2007

quick Hello

You saw me walking the other day.
nowhere specific
no particular time of day
but I hope you were smiling
when you saw me

Intro to Jill and apology to my Jills

You may know that Stella left us a little while ago. Shed a tear, take a drink. Currently, there is a new girl living with Penelope and myself. Her name is Jill. I can't see where the three girls named Jill that I have been friends with will be flattered by having a rat named after them, so I will qualify it a little.

As I say, I have personally known three Jills. Each of them are fun, funny, intelligent, saucy, good looking, sociable, capable people (and other good traits). They are all these things, yet all these things are expressed differently by the different Jills.

When I decide to bring another person or animal into my life, I hope to shape them somewhat. In the case of my new rat roommate, I thought it would be nice to have someone similar to my Jill friends around. (I rarely see any of the human Jills). So there, in a nutshell, is my mentality. I hope no Jill anywhere is offended.

Jill is a fancy rat. She is slightly hooded with a greyish caramel colour. In fact she looks plenty like Penelope but younger; the colour hasn't taken yet. My newest roommate has yet to learn when food is being offered and subsequently comes off as very friendly, trying to hold your hand instead of bite it like food. She is fairly high energy - she climbs the walls but not the ceiling and as yet no acrobatics.

Jill!

Instance and interrupt

This is issue #177. Ten letters from now I shall write about homicide.

In the meantime I shall talk about the trouble with holidays. It takes me some time to get my momentum going. By the time of year when we nail people to crosses, errmm... that is Celebrate their life, I am in full swing. I am all engines go. Then comes this nearly month long interrupt that messes with all my good efforts.

The trip to see family, the extra parties that go with the cultural attitude (parties are fun), the spending to prove you're a good person - it all gets in the way. From a work point of view I'd be much happier bypassing the holidays.

New Year's Eve is okay, because it's a one off. Now I should also point out how family seems to go slightly insane at this time of year, until you are face to face and suddenly they are stone cold sober and sane. Unnerving effect, as far as I am concerned.

Where was I? Oh! Yes, I am really out of whack with my classes. Damn you, holidays! It would be best to have only reading week early in the new year. We really don't need more than that.