irrelevant (and sometimes questionable) ramblings

I have limited computer time today, so I thought I’d see who’s out there. If you swing by this Blog, post a comment, give me a wave and say howdy-do! (Go ahead and do it anonymously, if you’re that uncomfortable speaking up! ) I’m just curious who’s reading… Let me know! Please??

In the words of Joey Tribiane, “How you doooin’?”

I know you’re out there — I can hear you breathing.

Heavily. *g*

ps. There has been a minor breakthrough in the Internet Dating Experiment, if a three-hour IM chat is anything to go by… Of course, I’m not holding my breath, or anything, but we shall see.

Am taking a break from the current WiP to post today’s Blog entry.

I regularly check my hit counter and my stats for both the website and the Blog, and interestingly enough, a good number of folks have been finding me by Googling “naked squash”.

This, of course, does not tell me whether these people are interested in watching naked squash or playing it.

Watching could be interesting, depending on who’s playing and just how buff they are.

Playing is a whole different story. Imagine the sting of getting hit by the ball in a sensitive area, or the effect of being distracted by your attractive, opposite-sex partner…

In other news, folks have also been Googling “Kris Starr ass”, which is impressive, frankly. I didn’t realize my ass was in such high demand lately. (And to add to the amusement factor, if one does Google that phrase, the first couple of results are about me. Heh.)

All right. Back to the grind. Be good, and if you can’t be good, be careful.

The Good:

Remember that whole “I don’t dream about crushes” thing? My subconscious teased me the other night with the start of a very good dream that had such promise…and then my sleep was disturbed somehow (either by myself or the Offspring, or something else entirely. Regardless.)… and I lost it.

Gone.

And I’m not one of those people who can go back to sleep and therefore right back into the same dream. Dammit.

The Bad:

I may be scarce this week. Got a ton of stuff to do and mucho writing. I will still attempt to post and comment where I can. (Hey, I’ve gotta rest my brain somehow…!)

The Ugly:

I am royally scrod. Appears that Dean has reached the $0 mark in the Challenge. As the “expert” monster being interviewed in the movie Monsters, Inc., says, “Eet ees my professional opinion that now is the time to pan-ic!”

(I have a kid. Of course I can quote these things verbatim.)

I will let you know when the cursed thing appears in my mailbox.

How’s your week shaping up??

Last night was filled with such indescribable entertainment as to nearly make this post unwritable.

But I shall endeavor simply for you, Gentle Readers. (To avoid making this post a million miles long, slip under the cut with me…)

(more…)

Lord A-mighty, I’m actually having another grownup evening out.

The gals are heading out for dinner, a movie (Music And Lyrics), and possibly pubbing afterward, depending on how energetic we’re all feeling. Who’d a-thunk it?

I’ll let you know how the evening goes. With an Offspring who apparently has a bee up her butt today, it’ll be nice to leave the house for a while.

Forty-five minutes and counting…

Hope *you’re* having a nice weekend!

On the spur of the moment, Rella and I (and Rella’s niece) went to see our local theatre group’s production of Cats last night. The show was quite good — the cast was very talented, the makeup and costuming impressive. For a community group, ours definitely puts on some high-class shows.

I admit to being a wee bit of a stage junkie. Just sitting in the auditorium made me wistful about performing again, and I said so to my companions.

This morning, I decided to check out the theatre group’s website, and discovered they already have their 2007-2008 season finalized.

And what are they putting on over winter 2008?

Possibly my very favouritest musical of them all:

Grease.

I am thoroughly aware that the odds of getting to play Sandy are astronomical, but boy, even the idea is sweet. That would probably be one of the best experiences ev-ah.

I’ll definitely keep you all posted when audition time rolls around. Perhaps now might just be an opportune time to get some voice training back in…

Today’s horoscope:

You are feeling extremely good today, and it shows! Your intense positive energy is amplifying your sex appeal and really getting you noticed. Expect double takes and sizzling glances wherever you go. Are you wearing a new cologne? Did you get a new haircut? Have you been trying something new at the gym? Whatever physical change you have recently made is working wonders, so just keep on doing it!

*insert hysterical laughter here*

Uh, yeah. This would be great if I didn’t still slightly feel like I’ve been run over by a Mack truck… I wouldn’t say no to “double takes” and “sizzling glances”, though.

In other news, the temperatures have warmed up, but the result is SNOW! I can’t decide which I prefer — dry roads but bitterly cold temps, or sloppy driving and warm temps. There are pros and cons to both, really. Oh, well. I guess I don’t have much choice, now do I? Regardless, I’ll be grabbing the shovel once I get the Offspring on the bus…

(I’ll definitely take warm temps for the photo shoot, though… Snow will get everything wet, but at least it won’t be instant frostbite…!)

I dreamt last night that I received my WW, put it on, and realized…

…it was about ten sizes too small, and wouldn’t fit no matter how hard I tried.

Did I mention that this morning the scale went upward, instead of down?

Of course, I also have a headache the size of Montreal, and am bloated, with a uterus trying desperately to escape the confines of my body.

So on that note, I am going to crawl back into my bed for a little while, and see if I can’t feel better. If I’m not out by Friday, send in those Mounties. Heh.

Wordpress ate my Blog post.

I will rewrite after I whack a squash ball around a court for a while and calm down.

Feel free to all say, “I told you so.”

No, I mean it. Go ahead. It feels like a good “kick me when I’m down” day.

I don’t want to go into too much detail, but I seem to be at a bit of an impasse.

Ever go through one of those times where there isn’t a clear path for you to head down? And there are no obvious signs to help point you in the right direction? And you’ve tried to extrapolate the pros and cons of each possibility, but to no real avail?

Yeah.

That’d be about right.

Well, all right. Here are the basics of my dilemma:

I would like to get my own place and once again be self-sufficient.

The problem is, right now, I can’t afford it. None of the jobs I’ve applied for have panned out, and the freelance/writing income isn’t enough — at least, not yet. And unfortunately, there isn’t much call for editors up here in Northern Canuckland. Our local college already offers a Creative Writing course (I’ve thought about possibly teaching one), and I don’t have enough education to teach at the Uni level. Another option would be to take some college courses and add to my skill set, but then the question becomes — what do I take?

The part that bothers me is that none of these paths are clear. I don’t know which way to go, and for an anal-retentive type like me, this is difficult.

So that’s why I need some sort of external guidance/crystal ball/whatever. Maybe even a Magic-8 ball??

I’d tell myself to sleep on it, but I’ve already done that for several nights now, to no avail.

What do you do when faced with a situation like this? Any fortune-tellers in your closet?