Crap.

I have a new plan:Give test answers in Haiku.Bonus points for style?

I’m off-center this morning. I’ve been this way since writing class last night. The class is not what I expected. It’s not what I wanted. I have to decide if it’s what I need, though. It was billed as “writing that first novel”. And, whatever else I might say, it is that. The class is…

Only 23 more ads have come in since last I ranted. Looks like the spam artists have had a slow night. Making up for that, though, I notice that in one of my hotmail accounts that 111 little pieces of spamitis have come in today. That’s a little over the usual count, so I guess…

Of COURSE laughter is denial. It’s spitting into the wind because you’re sure that you can duck faster than Fate blows. It’s tickling the belly of a cat who hates its belly tickled because *this* time she might realize she likes being tickled. Laughter is walking right up to the edge of the cliff because…

I downloaded the pictures from my digital camera to my computer last night, and picked a few for KfH’s fan club. The orientation of this first picture is absolutely correct – it’s the cat that is cockeyed. She’s discovered the part of my computer desk where the tower is supposed to go. I don’t keep…

Couldn’t take it any more. I pushed through most of the morning feeling slightly sick. Sitting down is, pardon the pun, a pain in the ass. I felt progressively worse as the morning wore on, but I was determined to make it into work for my 2:00 start time. By 1:30 my feelings had grown…