There once was a girl named Nora…

Who flew to Bora-Bora.
She ate lots of food
And Played lots of Snood
And
Then
She
DIED!

I was greeted by the above little ditty whilst opening my Windows Media player this morning. I had forgotten it was even on my computer. Thanks for the grin Poltery-Woltery.

I’m thinking about Angiekins and her puppy Escher and hoping that Escher is all right.

I cut off all my hair yesterday. I do this every so often as I’m sure many of you know. Last time I did so I went blonde along with the haircut. Yesterday I just did the cutting of the hair thing. It is now three inches below my ear and yesterday looked like this:

Only black and today looks more like this:

Again, the color difference.

I’m old. Half of my head is gray. Question: You are a 27-30 year old man. You meet a girl with completely whitish/silver hair. You think of her as your grandmother, no? If I let my hair go gray as everyone is suggesting… I’ll be thought of as grandmother instead of sister. I think I liked sister better.

*grumble* I’M OLD and my mother takes every possible chance to remind me of that fact.

I’m spending the weekend in front of the television. Of course, tomorrow night the SAG awards come on and I’m a sucker for pre-Oscar award shows. Sunday is the Super Bowl and oh, how I love those commercials. Also? Paul McCartney! And of course I have half a dozen movies sitting in my bag waiting to be watched.

Gosh I’m boring today.

Well I suppose I’ll be off since I really don’t have anything to say. I mean, I could keep babbling but what would be the point in that?

Anyone have ANY idea on how to get over the fact that you think your writing sucks? Neil Gaiman said he doesn’t particularly care for his writing and yet he still writes. I start writing and I reread and think “Gosh this is terrible drivel”… and I can’t get over that and end up crumpling the pages up or deleting the file from my computer and I have a friend waiting on a short story and I reallly really realllllly need to get over it. Bleargh.

Anyway…

I’m going now.

…..

Maybe.

Yes, I am.

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Really. Going now.

….

*hugs all around*

Much love to everyone!

How cheesy is that? It’s terribly cheesy of me isn’t it? I should stop signing off with that.

I’ll just stop with the hugs thing.

But that’s kinda cheesy too. But I do like giving virtual hugs.

*ponder*

Au revoir! Arrivederci! Auf Wiedersehn!

*hugs*

That’s cheesy too. But I really really need to go now.

so…

*hugs all around*

Until next time…