Em and the Possibilities There are no guarantees in life…only the possibilities

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Do I *look* like I’ve got time to sit here and babysit your obviously jacked up software?

From: jim
Date: 09 Apr 2007, 10:27 AM

you are hot you date are have bf wound like to talk if so XXX XXX XXXX jim

From: Emily
Date: 09 Apr 2007, 12:43 PM

Jim, while I appreciate the message let’s be practical, shallwe? Your profile (what there is of it) says you don’t want kids. I have three.

And I don’t call men, generally speaking. Perhaps you’d like to message a bit through myspace first?

From: jim
Date: 09 Apr 2007, 01:27 PM

got message love kids have 2 boys now im 5 9 182 blue eyes can i call you

From: Emily
Date: 09 Apr 2007, 01:34 PM

What’s your hurry, Jim?

From: jim
Date: 09 Apr 2007, 01:36 PM

call me if can will talk

From: Emily
Date: 09 Apr 2007, 01:54 PM

That was all kinds of messed up, Jim. I call and you ask to call me back later?

That’s what I get for breaking my own rules, I suppose.

I’ve just been told “I was just reading your blog, and you sound stressed”.

Heeeeeere’s yer sign.

Seriously, though – here’s the thing. I blog *maybe* one-third of the things that happen in my life. Sometimes the “good things” that happen are things that I consider blog-worthy, but most of the time the “good things” are little episodes throughout the day.

The feeling of peace I get as I stare at the contrast between the green trees and the clear blue sky? Not really blog-worthy (unless I get a picture). The feeling of exhausted accomplishment at the end of the day can’t really be quantified, so it too goes un-blogged. My daughter has asked me to *not* talk about her online, so I do my best to honor that request. I suppose I *could* talk a bit about what it’s like living with my parents but that’s a bit of looking a gift horse in the mouth, innit? Yes, we have the inevitable personality conflicts, but we’re doing our best to stay OFF each others’ nerves.

I also can’t seem to finish a blog entry to save my life. Lots and lots of drafts, none completed. I sit down, and everyone clamors for attention. I seize on an idea for an entry, get a few paragraphs written, and then Kiddus Interruptus strikes.

Like this one.

Today I’m celebrating Easter by sitting on the sofa in my nightgown, coffee on my right, Joe on my left. He wants me to navigate to nickjr.com so he can play games on my lap. I don’t see it happening. Fortunately, Spongebob is on. Dan is playing on the Black computer, and I’m shopping for not-needed accessories (USB TVTuner, wireless signal booster, digital camera for me since Alannah is always stealing mine, dishwasher) and thinking thoughts that are better left in a dungeon (hormonal surge).

Cinnamon rolls just came out of the oven; the house is filled with the scent. Is there anything marring this day? I don’t really think so. I just looked out the window – our apple tree blossoms didn’t make it through the cold snap. Good thing only half of it was in bloom, and we don’t usually eat the apples anyway. The birds and deer get to them before we do. I think I took pictures of the tree in bloom…I’ll have to go look.

I think we’re going to get dressed and go out for a while. Enjoy your day!

Yesterday was my daughter’s 14th birthday. We “celebrated” by sending her to a 2-day sleepover at a friend’s house. (They were born one day apart – today is Amy’s birthday.) I had wanted to take them both out to dinner and a movie, but got loudly overruled.

I’m trying to remain positive, but this semester really isn’t working out well for me. I’m reading for details in a “skim it and let’s move on” world. And evidently, according to my most recent assignment, ballads and/or sonnets should be jerked kicking and screaming from your soul much like that 3AM faked “hurry up so I can SLEEP” orgasm. It is very much because of this class that I’m seriously re-thinking taking classes this summer. If I’m this frazzled over 3-days a week, I can’t imagine how it’d be for a 4-day class held in the evening (I tend to run out of gas at around 8PM).

7PM update: Poem? done. Wow….just wow.

Migrating my data from the desktop to the laptop is at a standstill. The currently-unnamed lappy sees the desktop, but the desktop does NOT see the lappy. This makes me unhappy. The lappy has a DVD burner – which means I can FINALLY put all the photos on one (or possibly two) disks. I also can’t seem to persuade the fist-drive to cooperate. Small “not me” hands pulled the jumper off and I can’t for the life of me get it to properly recognize the drive. Good news – the data is still on the desktop. Bad news – this means I probably WON’T be able to ultimately use that 10gig HDD in the dinosaur.

Okay, enough bitching….I’ve got work to do. Much to my chagrin.

Anyone wanna come fold laundry?

For your listening enjoyment .wma format, recorded on the laptop’s onboard mic from about 5 feet away.

All day long, every day…..it’s not always that high pitched, but welcome to the Wall of Sound ™ produced by Dan.

One of these days, I swear I’m going to wear a digital recorder all day long so y’all can share in my day. Won’t *that* be fun?

Google has a new service in beta, called Google TiSP. You can read all about it here, but installation is so simple!

I’m signed up, are you??!!??