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To any who think the following will make any sense whatsoever - what is wrong with you? Have you read ANY of my blog entries? HA!

So you know that early night time of the day where it is lighter than deep night and you look at a clock and go - WHOA - it's not even real daytime yet? Why am I awake? Well to be honest I had some cracklie nightmares. Not normal people nightmares. I read what others think of as nightmares and I don't think mine fit in that norm.

One was about a neighbor who had two dogs that were so obese it was truly scary. One of the dogs was a weiner dog who had so many rolls of fat it's little legs didn't reach the ground. Can't remember what the other dog was but it was way fat. Scary things.

Then I dreamt about cockroaches. See we get units in for repair (computers) that are "infested". They get immediately bagged and tagged (marked as a biological hazard) but the critters who didn't get bagged come wandering around looking for entertainment. Yeah. So people here's some advice. A computer that is left on - roaches will love that warmth and build nests in it. Just saying. Giving you the ooglie booglies now? Good. Cuz I am awake at an illegal time.

What do you do when you get awakened this early? Dan the Planning Man does all his writing and creating during these hours but I'm not used to them. Well if I had gone out and still been out and not yet home to fall over then okay, but not like WAKE UP YOU ARE HAVING NIGHTMARES kind of being awake.

My puppies think I've gone nuts and don't even want to get off the spot they hold on the floor for sleeping to accompanying me. I did a circuit of the house - yes I was looking for critters - thought about taking the computer apart and cleaning it again. Stopped myself there. I am so not really awake so best to leave that job alone for a while.

The only thing I could come up with to entertain my mind was come in here, write a completely (or mostly completely) random type entry and see if my overactive imagination won't go back to sleep - PLEASE! What absolutely ticks me off is yawning. Why yawn if I'm not gonna go to sleep? I heard that is a way the body has of getting oxygen to the brain. Yeah - okay. Uh body, my brain needs LESS oxygen and more sleepogen okay?

I bought a balloon for Sarah's desk to welcome her back. It came in a plastic bag - but not for long. I asked someone, "How do I get this balloon unflattened?" So the guy told another guy to get it that way for me. Other guy takes it out of the plastic bag and sticks the opening area onto a tank of HELIUM and nothing happens. So I am standing there waiting patiently, cuz I'm patient - am too! - and guy mumbles and figures out THE TANK ISN'T TURNED ON! I laughed. He blushed. A good time was had. This balloon used up most of the tanks helium cuz I got her a HUGE PURPLE and GOLD creature. I dunno who it is though. But it sure is ugly. It resides in the backseat of the truck right now, bobbing behind the drivers seat. We had a talk on the way home and I 'splained why it had to stay out in the truck. Puppies LOVE floaty things. Actually they love making floatie things no longer so floatie. Do balloons get lonely? Hm.

Christine was supposed to get Sarah a plant with flowers poked in it last night. She said she'd call me if that didn't work out - DAMN I turned my cell phone off - hang on let me see if she called oh oh NEW VOICE MAIL!!

"Hurry! Don't drive you vehicle without extending your refrigerator's warranty!"

Huh? What is that about? Delete. Yup Christine called - no banner to be found. Darn. I wanted a HEY SARAH 'BOUT TIME YOU SHOWED UP GIRL! banner. Christine didn't think she could find one like that and she didn't. Balls in my court. Or banner is at least. *sigh* I got a purple stapler, purple ink pens, purple notepad to wrap up for Sarah. Her favorite color is green. HA! Rachel got her a balloon and card we all signed already. OH and I got purple plates for our Sarah, whose favorite color is green.

SAVE AND EDIT

Can be awake too early cause stomach aches? I got one now. I think I am allergic to being awake. Think I'll go read and watch a DVD for a while. Maybe eat something. Drinking water now is making my tummy rumble. Think pizza is good for this time of day? Okay then - pizza and a piece of key lime pie it is! I just hope I can go back to sleep after that!

Take care and go say BIRTHDAY somethings to Ski 'k? Good.

 

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As writers; whether it's lyrics, stories, poetry or just blog entries, we borrow from those before us. We have read stories or books, listened to music and lyrics, recited and memorized poems. We soak it all up. Then when inspiration hits us P*O*W we begin creating.

WAIT A MINUTE!

What?

What's with this "WE" stuff?

This is a writing site, correct? Correct. All of us here write, right? Right. This then applies to each of us here. Now shuddup! In the midst of creating, that spongie mind of ours starts to leak. Suddenly we find ourselves penning "It was the best of times, it was the wo..."

HANG ON A MINUTE! THAT'S STEALING!

*sigh* Yes and no to stealing. We are leaking that's all. We absorbed all those wonderful words and lyrics and even music others wrote and some of it just leaks back out when we create! Now please shuddup? As I was stating - ahem - this leakage is slow, merely drips into our own works. Then when we go back to edit, we get yanked by our short hairs.

WHAT SHORT HARES?

Not rabbits you fool, the short hairs...nevermind which short hairs just wait a minute would you? Damn! Lost my train of thought with all these interruptions! Ah now I remember. We start re-reading our own creations and see the shadows of other's work. Do we erase them? Do we write it all over so we just know it's all originally us? Do we leave it in as a tribute to another artist?

WHAT IN THE BLUE FIR TREE ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

I'm talking about original works - unadulterated, new, never before seen, read or heard works. Is there such a thing? There are only so many words out there - more since I began creating some and there are other's also doing this creating, but mostly there is a limit to words to use, notes to place in certain order.

YADA YADA YADA - SO WHAT?

I guess I'm getting to borrowing other's creations and how we use them for our own inspiration but putting them back before we begin our own creation. I think that's where I was headed before all these EXTREMELY RUDE INTERRUPTIONS!

...S...

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HA! Okay I bad - you all knew that. So here's my new deal - wasn't there some Ambassador or President or Governor that had a New Deal? Maybe it was a Big Deal I can't remember right now. ANYway, I started to pick on new peop's. Well, not 'xactly pick I guess, but what I did this morning before I drove 4,522 miles to work (okay okay it's only 35 miles shuddup) was go to the I AM BLOG page and ASSIMILATE five new bloggers. Yes, I am into assimilating now.

ASS          I          MILA          TING

It's a rare flower in the southeastern corner of west North Carolina. HA! Is too! IS SO! oh shuddup...

So I went - I read - I assimilated. GROUP HUG. Now it's not that I want/need/desire/pant over/salivate about a response from any of my Assimilees. Yes it is a word! IT IS TOO! It is just that I want to PICK ON NEW PEOPLE AND WATCH THEM JUMP! hehehe...

Well...I'm a brat you all know it and you are still here right? Right? H*E*L*L*O!!!!

Whew okay one of you is still here. Is fun time to pick on them. I leave such outstandingly AWESOME entries. DO TOO! UH HUH! shuddup.

At work my SECRET Santa behaved herself and gave me THREE BAGS OF CHOCOLATE - all DARK of course. Now to figure out what to do with the four Mason Jars filled with cockroaches I had planned to dump in her filing cabinet. Hm.....Maybe I can train them to do tricks! Yeah and instead of a flea circus (which is stoopid) I'll have a ROACH COACH - hm...needs work I'll get back to ya all on that one. She came over and said to me, "Aren't you my Secret Santa?" This elicited much laughter which went WAY over her head and when I could breath I said "Um, yeah that's it!" So she holds out the gift card and asks me, "How much is on this?"

I told her $8,525.00. More laughter. I got smacked by Sarah! She was laughing and smacking - is that legal? I don't think you should smack someone while laughing with them do you? Nope didn't think so. Can I fine her? WAIT! My pet cockroaches! I'll train them to be NINJA COCKROACHES! HOW COOL! what? Okay fine I won't. Spoil ports..huh? ohhh sports...okay if you say so.

Giddy-up here is the really cool part of the day coming in now....they cut our phone number off an hour and a half before we left! HA! We had NO calls coming in! Is that cool or what? I played volley ball by myself of course. It is good exercise you know? I invented a method of incorporating jokes in the customer's long files that are only translatable if you know ancient Mayan and I reprogrammed two data bases. Now if you look for someone whose last names STARTS with the letter "A" you get all the customers whose names start with the letter "Z". Is funny huh? I didn't do that - you guys - come on - I'm bad but I'm not illegal. Sorta kinda - nope I am not. That motor cycle cop pulled over the guy ahead of me so see? I'm good!

There was the BIG HOLLIDAZE lunch today which we had to PAY FOR. I would have gotten a better meal at Bugger King let me tell ya. The greens weren't half bad - but the rest - GAK! Money poorly spent. Sarah gave me her ice cream she brought from home though so I got a little food. PLUS I had three bags of chocolate! MMMMMMM...

Now I should go pick on puppies for a while. Think I'll throw the frisbee for them in the very dark back yard and giggle when they run around trying to figure out "WHERE'D IT GO? Huh?" Big fun for all! STAY WARM! b-r-r-r-r-r

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Those lyrics come from a song. Guess which one? Guess who sang it. Guess how he died. Yup, that is about how I feel after the past week. Like I've been assassinated. I think I was. I know I was in tears yesterday and all my coworkers were the object of my miserable attitude. Physical exhaustion does really BAD things to your mind. I do not recommend trying it however, even in an experimental fashion. Don't go there.

I slept until 8:00 AM and had a panic attack. I was going to be late! Oh, wait it's Saturday. Whew.

Enough about me. I want to discuss an extremely controversial subject now. I began it at work yesterday, which was the height of stupidity on my part, and never got to finish it.

Why is Christmas considered a religious celebration yet Halloween is now non-denominational? See there is the area where our engineers sit. It's like an floating office in the center of this huge building. They put up walls and gave them a door so they are all nestled in this portable room which has no ceiling. For Halloween the Engineers went crazy nutso decorating. They decorated the outer walls with these plastic sheets that showed torture chambers with hanging skeletons etc. The put long black plastic sheets over the top of it giving the room an eerie glow (from all the monitors etc.). There was a sign on the door to "Beware" and another charging a $1.00 fee for entrance. They put an office chair, the rolly kind, outside their office and a fake skeleton was chained to it. Most funny this all was.

Then Halloween was over. So I figured it would be Santa's workshop right? I mean how perfect would that be? Nothing. Not one bulb. Not one light. Nuttin. So I asked Sarah when Halloween was considered a non-religious holiday. I mean she agreed at one time (ha) it was a pagan holiday and I pointed out that is a religion. Okay now I am talking to a 7th Day Adventist about Halloween vs. Christmas and pagans. I got out of the conversation with my ears intact only because both our phones rang, but I am still wondering the why's of it all.

Religion. Here's the thing. When I was 'groaning up' I was taught there are three things you never discuss in a group of people.

1. Religion
2. Politics
3. Sex

Why? I mean so what if other people have passionate points of view? Why can't they be discussed? It makes these subjects X-rated or something, and okay with sex I can see the point, but the other two? I mean I have studied Earth's various religions and have learned alot about all the different Gods out there. Each religion has their own God. That's okay isn't it? I figure if people get the warm fuzzies with their own God and try to do good stuff then what's the harm? Man, I tell ya though there are some who get all riled up when you ask them about their God versus another religions God. Wow! But it just educates ya into how other humans believe right? What's wrong with that. My favorite statement from these various religions, no matter which one, is "There is only One God!" I'm like - "yeah your God is your only God and the {insert a religion here} has their only God and yadda yadda yadda."

I think humans need to be more tolerant about the various God's worshiped is what I'm saying.

Moving past this subject, mostly cuz it bores me after a while, let's discuss cereal. Breakfast cereal - that's right breakfast. What a scary meal that is huh? Do you know there are people out there that actually EAT that meal - in the early morning yet? How scary is that? I can choke down a brownie if I have to, but when it comes to the first meal of the day - LUNCH rules. Anyway yesterday for the early part of our training we played "games". Oh ya. Whoopee. Hip hip whatever. One "game" you had to write down which breakfast cereal the clip of art was taken from. They projected onto the screen just a small portion of the cereal box. I just sat there in the dark looking around at the others trying to figure these cereals out. These folks eat breakfast, excuse the expression (ha!), religiously and were having nervous breakdowns when they couldn't figure the cereal out.

We were getting paid to do this. The only good part of the experience.

We also played other games but my favorite game involved throwing a ball. Yes it was a soft squishee ball, but at least I got to be physically active for 30 seconds. I did myself proud cuz when I threw the ball to the next person, I picked one at the end of the room, about 15 feet away from me. It was a lovely throw. Everyone was like "What are you? Some kind of freak jock?" I responded with, "No - just a freak!" HA!

*sigh* I need a nap now. I have been up for 2 & 1/2 hours and still ache from the exhaustion.

No - I still have no tree, lights, bulbs, reindeers, sleighs or other accouterments of this season. I did manage to make the brownies, hiding one pan of them so I had something to bring home with me. I am wily huh? Our division did not "decorate" our area at all. I put up my sign and on the back it says in shiny silver "Nice!" so when I leave my cubicle and it is flipped over to state "Naughty" someone flips it around. It's turning into a war of the banner! I AM NAUGHTY DAMN IT! Leave my banner alone!

*huge yawn* Yup I need another nap. About 5 hours should do me. ...waves at all the nice people...

Happy Holliways to each and every one of you. Stay safe and warm and whatever you do - do NOT discuss the most controversial subject of them all - WHITE CHOCOLATE vs DARK CHOCOLATE!

 

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I bought two boxes of mix for brownies with walnuts today. Hm. My thoughts are that if I make both boxes, take some to work every day next week I should make it through those eleven hour days - right? Right.

Earlier there was a blog entry screaming for some of my fun art work and I had no Photoshop to create something spectutular for it. I am sad

I am forced to use pre-existing art from other sites. YUK. Yeah okay something is better than nothing. GAK.

The contest is done. The winners have been awarded their lil pressies and I am ready to move on to something new. Just what that will be I have no clue yet. I'll start jotting ideas down next week as my brain and body go into total exhaustion. I should come up with something fun.

A woman at work's uncle had an accident last week. He and his son were out picking on trees and a huge branch came crashing down and hit the man in his back. He will never walk again. She told me she was so depressed. So inside my head I'm wondering why she is depressed. She can still walk. I think I'm getting cold to people's emotional states. My response to her was something like, you can't be depressed. You must be brave and optimistic for him. By showing him you are depressed will only give him permission to give up. I don't know. That answer did not seem to win me any new allies.

They moved our desks last week. Another co-worker went into hysterics about change. I laughed at her. I love change. I see it as just something new to try. She did not find my response amusing.

We had to do this "Secret Santa" at work and I picked this name of this girl that I cannot stand. Seriously cannot stand. Totally emphatically cannot tolerate. The reasons are many. Here is the good part! She comes to me and says "I know it's supposed to be secret but I'm your Santa - what do you really want? I am not getting you something you don't want." So now my suspicious nature takes over. Hm. How did the 2 of us manage to draw each other's names? We cannot stand each other. THE SECRET SANTA THING IS FIXED! Or Cosmic forces love their little jokes.

Today I went and got her a gift card from a craft store. She loves to scrape book. I told her to either get me chocolate or chocolate. She decided to get me chocolate. I explained only dark chocolate or there would be floods of cockroaches in her cubicle. I think she got my point.

I have no tree, no decorations here at the house but will be putting up my idea of seasonal decorations at work. It's a wall hanging in black that says "NAUGHTY" on it. Well I wonder how long before I'm told to take that one down.

There is a girl who I sit next to who is a freak about order. I bought her neon colored 3x5 index cards and now we have what is lovingly referred to as "The Wall of Information". She has each card up in exactly a precise spot. It's funny cuz so many people laughed at first. Now they drop by to find that phone number or that address or whatever. We laugh at them. HA! I think they moved us together so the "Wall of Information" stayed intact. It covers both my cubicle wall and hers. In the middle is a huge 3 month calender that assists both of us in figuring out delivery dates etc. Other people try to grab it and Sarah growls at them. She cannot stand disorder. Everything in its place you see.

I was so stressed and tired on Friday, I managed to leave my bag at work. My wallet is in it. My cell phone is in it. Everything except my bank card (which was in my back pocket - whew) is in it. The building goes into lock down at 8:30 PM and no one can get in after that, so my bag will have to suffer all alone until Monday. The place has so many security cameras there I may get over my phobia of having my picture taken at some point. Talk about 1999 (is that the name of that book? you know the one with Big Brother in?).

Okay I am going to feel guilty next week for not reading anyone's blogs and not writing, that I'll be stopping in to EVERY BLOG OUT THERE TONIGHT! HA! okay no I won't. But I'm gonna try to hit every one's blog I can. Just re-read this entry next week and pretend it's brand new each time okay? Good. Gotta go vacuum now. WHOOPEE!!! I am SO excited! YES YES YES...hehe....

You all TAKE CARE OF YOURSELVES. Watch out for falling branches too!

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Well, I sure haven't been keeping up in here have I? *blows dust bunnies so she can sit down* Sorry bout that. I do see THE funny man of Blogging is back and happy am I to read his witty words. Hm. Strange witty words.

So yesterday I went and tied a bandanna around one half of my face then leaned against a rack back by the repair depot. It didn't take long for some repair type techie to stop and ask me if they could help me.

"Yup." I proclaimed - sorta loudly.

"What's wrong?" I was asked. I had to wait for a suitable sized audience before going on. I clasped one hand on my head wearing the bandanna and told those assembled;

"My Empathy Button is broken! Can you fix it?"

Okay there was laughter and I worked for that but in all seriouslyness, my empathy well has run dry. Sympathy you want? Indifference is what you will get. I listen to such whining every day that it has grated my last good nerve to dust.

"MY LIFE IS OVER WITHOUT MY COMPUTER!"

"I'M A WRITER! HOW WILL I DO MY JOB?"

"I AM IN SCHOOL! HOW WILL I BE ABLE TO STUDY?"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN A WARRANTY DOESN'T LAST MY LIFETIME?"

etc.

So, yeah, my Empathy Button is broken. Next week I get the honor of working eleven hours a day Monday through Friday. This is something I know about as when I was in Phoenix, working two retail jobs, walking to both of them. My days were about eleven to twelve hours long. I remember I would get up, walk the dogs, get ready, leave for Job 1. Come home, change, walk to Job 2. Walk home, take care of the puppies, go to bed. I had an exciting life.

NOW, I will get up let the puppies out, quick get ready, kennel the pups, drive 45 minutes to work, work 11 hours, drive 45 minutes home, release the pups, feed them, and go to bed. I am giving up eating all next week. Plan on squeezing in tons of sleepage though. NO not at work. Well..wait...wait...nah I'll behave.

So anyhoo I'll be around but not blogging yet. This week was devoted to my contest, which is a hit by the way (WHEW) and I am down to seven entrants out of fourteen. This contest was to see if a writer can reign in their words. Pare the writing to barest minimum and still put out a cohesive story. It isn't easy to do you know? NaNo you write as many words as fast as you can to punch through to 50K. It's hard, but write a meaningful one word sentence! Except for Party. He has his own idea of what a one word sentence should be!

Now I'm off to get ready for another day of (with no vocal inflection) "I'm sorry to hear that." Later all.

IT IS FREEZING HERE BY THE WAY!

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Ah - AH -----CHOO!

I hab a cowd. Yup I do. Da whole place here has a cold. The ground has one. The weeds have one. The bushes got it. The Air especially has one. The Air got the worst one and sneezes all the TIME! Doesn't bother with the "Ah" part of the sneeze either.

CHOO!and anotherCHOO

Here a CHOO! there a CHOO! Everywhere it's CHOO CHOO'ing. Stoopid Air. Asked a pharmacist for a cold remedy for the Air and he told me they didn't carry anything. How come?

I have been busy with my contest and it's going really well. It's going really well for the entrants, not so good for me. I mixed up on somebody's sig/name/whatever and emailed the wrong person the wrong thing about the right stuff. It was and may still be a Nightmare on Anyea Avenue. I have to stay up until midnight WdC time (that is only 11PM my time) to close each day out. I want to give em all every minute of entry time they can get. The writings are shaping up now. I just hope they are having fun.

Trying to read blogs lately is difficult. This time of the year, what with this Seasoning going on, puts peop's in an especially bad bad mood it seems. Everywhere I read, the entry is angry or upset, or depressed or yukky. This is not good. You know we threw all those months out - maybe I should have added December to the stockpile huh?

Going to a friend's this weekend to make homemade FUDGE. Okay I'm not doing the making but Namanda is and it will be AWESOME. She is also going to make Kibbles? Okay I don't get that one but she promised me it is yummy. Yeah okay. Dog food now, mmm....nope don't see it!

There are houses around here that have lights up and pushed into the ground and stuff and I keep thinking, "Um, you aren't going to get snow are you? Well what's the point then?" In Phoenix Seasoning Lights always cracked me up. We would go to Sedona to see Holiday Lights and get to have the fun of wading through SNOW. Yeah, okay that was a one time thing and then Anyea went - NO. I don't like cold.

Wonder if I put a space heater outside if Air would get over it's cold? Hm...I'll consider that some.

Stay warm or stay inside where it is warm or move somewhere warm! Don't let the Seasoning get ya down k? Good.

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I keep reading about Publishing Houses going belly up. I see more writers going into other types of publishing or trying to make it in various methods. What will we do when there are no more books? I feel a panic attack coming on here. No more books, bookstores, libraries, boxes of used books for sale, magazines, newspapers - wait, okay those aren't very good now anyway, get rid of them. WHAT WILL BE NEXT? COMICS?

I just got two new books most folks would shudder and run from. The first one is The Science of Aliens by Clifford Pickover. I flipped through it quickly and noticed I had already created my aliens as proscribed in his book, so okay let's move on. The second book, World-Building by Stephen L. Gillett is SO COOL. It is mostly physic equations and then they went and threw in astronomy in for good measure. This book is awesome but not for everyone -- I understand. I had already gone on line to find information about these two subjects and came up with very little that helped or triggered my imagination. I was on my own for most of it. I had to *GASP* make stuff up. HA!

So try to imagine no more paper. I mean the kind books and reading material are printed on, not the kind found in bathrooms for pity sake! SHEESH. WHOA! Imagine THAT one...okay no don't. ew.

No paper. No written material just electronic. Then - copper mines are gutted and there is no more copper. No fossil fuel left either. I see a problem here. I love trees, don't get me wrong. I made good friends with some over my years on this planet. I'm on first name basis with some. I could tell you stories about this one pine tree and myself - well no, I better not go THERE! I think we can compromise on cutting trees down. Then I just have to come up with alternatives to petroleum products and humanity would be safe. Right.

Ever notice my arguments never get flushed out? I'm listening to Disney sound tracks right now and am easily distracted. I can't help it okay? Where was I -- something something trees, petroleum OH YEAH - so I think we can recycle to obtain printing materials for NEW books. Use all those un-escape-ably UGLY clothes out there today, yup recycle them. They are so ugly. UGLY HEAR ME UGLY. Except for blue jeans. Overalls - recycle them. Polyester clothes would make awesome books! They wouldn't break down as fast right? AND YOU COULD WASH YOUR BOOKS! HOLD THE THOUGHT - this is cool. Washing instructions printed on each back cover.

Glass is made from sand - we still have a lot of that right? Okay maybe not such a good idea for books. Too heavy. War and Peace is already in the tonnage for weight. Did you know someone etched a book on the head of a pin? It is truth. Look it up on the web. It was a long book too. Can't remember what but it wasn't Cat in the Hat.

Well I think something must be done to preserve writings on paper or in physical books. I don't like reading a book on-line. My monitor doesn't fit on my lap easily. Just some thinkings on stuff. See what happens when I get day after day off? *sigh* loving that.

Take care all!

 

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