Don't look at me like that, baby. You know I still love you. You're still the blog for me, honest. There are no other blogs. Maybe a few other websites and some kids and a husband and a house that needs constant attention, but you're the only written outlet I have, baby. I would never stray. I'm sorry I've been so neglectful lately. I swear I'll make it up to you.
I've been tagged by Moonnstarmommy (a girl crazier than myself in that she spawned more than three gremlins of her own - a testament to her insanity) to write eight random things about me. This should get the ball rolling. Then maybe I'll, like, post more often and stuff.
1. I play UO, or Ultima Online. It's a ten-year-old MMORPG, which is basically an imaginary world with swords and magic and dragons and graphics crappy enough to be the Chevettes of today. And I love it. I love playing it and so does my husband. We are lame. You may laugh at us. But it's free and it keeps me away from all those nasty porn sites.
2. Um... I don't actually look at porn. Mostly.
3. Today I threw out toilet paper rolls along with my garbage because they were sitting on the floor next to the bathroom trashcan and I didn't feel like sorting them into the recycling box. They're going to be used to make evil landfills on which they will build parks and little children digging in the sandbox will fall into the garbage and suffocate on my toilet paper rolls and the bubble wrap I threw out last week and I will go to hell when I die.
4. I don't actually believe in hell. Hell is my house at 7:30PM when Geekster is out at a friend's place and the kids are tired and/or sick and/or have forgotten that they have to obey my every command without complaint and/or firmly believe that the livingroom is a ball pit, complete with the dirt-encrusted balls from the backyard that they've brought in without me noticing and refuse to stop throwing at the bay window and the flatscreen TV. That, folks is hell.
5. I'm really into making soup right now. Except I suck at making soup so I get Geekster to make it. So basically I made soup by proxy and it's delicious. Kudos to me for picking a husband who knows his way around a kitchen.
6. My husband is my best friend. I have other friends and they're really great, but he's my best friend. He loves me more than anyone else in the world. Anyone who can watch a 10lb baby come out of your va-jay-jay and still think you're beautiful afterwards should automatically be your best friend.
7. I think Ernest Hemingway was a terrible writer. I'm sure that makes me uneducated (I am) and stupid (not far from the truth) but I'm serious. I just read 'The Sun Also Rises'. Know what happens in that book? Me neither. Nothing happens. Nothing. At the beginning there's a slutty girl and some people who drink too much. Then there's a bullfight. At the end, there's a slutty girl and some people who drink too much. Don't bother reading it because I just told you what happens. It's not difficult to ruin the ending. I have half a mind to throw the book at the head of someone I don't like.
8. I'm up past my bedtime. Geekster just read #6 over my shoulder and now he thinks he's special or something. Go make some soup, man slave! The Maven is hungry.
I've been tagged by Moonnstarmommy (a girl crazier than myself in that she spawned more than three gremlins of her own - a testament to her insanity) to write eight random things about me. This should get the ball rolling. Then maybe I'll, like, post more often and stuff.
1. I play UO, or Ultima Online. It's a ten-year-old MMORPG, which is basically an imaginary world with swords and magic and dragons and graphics crappy enough to be the Chevettes of today. And I love it. I love playing it and so does my husband. We are lame. You may laugh at us. But it's free and it keeps me away from all those nasty porn sites.
2. Um... I don't actually look at porn. Mostly.
3. Today I threw out toilet paper rolls along with my garbage because they were sitting on the floor next to the bathroom trashcan and I didn't feel like sorting them into the recycling box. They're going to be used to make evil landfills on which they will build parks and little children digging in the sandbox will fall into the garbage and suffocate on my toilet paper rolls and the bubble wrap I threw out last week and I will go to hell when I die.
4. I don't actually believe in hell. Hell is my house at 7:30PM when Geekster is out at a friend's place and the kids are tired and/or sick and/or have forgotten that they have to obey my every command without complaint and/or firmly believe that the livingroom is a ball pit, complete with the dirt-encrusted balls from the backyard that they've brought in without me noticing and refuse to stop throwing at the bay window and the flatscreen TV. That, folks is hell.
5. I'm really into making soup right now. Except I suck at making soup so I get Geekster to make it. So basically I made soup by proxy and it's delicious. Kudos to me for picking a husband who knows his way around a kitchen.
6. My husband is my best friend. I have other friends and they're really great, but he's my best friend. He loves me more than anyone else in the world. Anyone who can watch a 10lb baby come out of your va-jay-jay and still think you're beautiful afterwards should automatically be your best friend.
7. I think Ernest Hemingway was a terrible writer. I'm sure that makes me uneducated (I am) and stupid (not far from the truth) but I'm serious. I just read 'The Sun Also Rises'. Know what happens in that book? Me neither. Nothing happens. Nothing. At the beginning there's a slutty girl and some people who drink too much. Then there's a bullfight. At the end, there's a slutty girl and some people who drink too much. Don't bother reading it because I just told you what happens. It's not difficult to ruin the ending. I have half a mind to throw the book at the head of someone I don't like.
8. I'm up past my bedtime. Geekster just read #6 over my shoulder and now he thinks he's special or something. Go make some soup, man slave! The Maven is hungry.