for all those nanowrimo participants, who are a little discouraged about their word counts… for all those people who are upset that today is thursday, and not friday… for all those people who bought a mini pizza for lunch, trusting that it was as it was labeled to be, only to find black olives all over it…. for those who are not eating during daylight hours and may be feeling a little lightheaded… for those who are taking classes, and have assignments that are keeping you from slacking off… for those of you who have to deal with RV owners… and for those of you who are just feeling a bit sluggish, or blue….
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this song is for you
Monthly Archives: November 2003
why can’t they all get along.
ok, i am officially NOT enjoying the ruckus on the ff site anymore. it’s become icky and uncomfortable. blech.
We make cereal crunchier. We make boring movies shorter. We made Smucker’s get the seeds out of their jam. We did that. As far as I’m concerned, we’re heroes.
bad blogger. i tried to update like three times today. and it all came out CRAP. i was very uninspired today. i did write a whole lot of wrimo at lunch either. i’m at 22,308 words. when last we left lucy, well, when last you left lucy, she was getting drunk at a family dinner, and on her way to true depression. she’s had some adventures. she’s bought some more pajamas, that’s all she wears now. one pair of pajama pants has monkeys holding bananas on them. and, she won’t go anywhere without stanley, she keeps him stuffed in her grey hoodie. she’s spent an interesting and hopefully amusing, afternoon at unemployment. and she’s visited, and rejected, her first therapist. there’s more, of course, but them’s the highlights. hilarity is ensuing. there’s no way this story will be finished at 50k. which is good. because 50k is not a true novel. a real novel is usually 3x’s that or more. but, i will have 50k done by nov. 30th. failure is not an option. there is no try, only do.
there is a write in on the eastside tonight. and i should go, because i’m guarenteed to write more if i get out of the house. except, i don’t really want to. because i’m home now. and i’m comfy. and it’s angel night. and, while i could go write until nine, getting home in time to have enough tivo’d to skip commercials… i’m already hoooooome. it’s comfy here. i could have cheerios for dinner. i like cheerios. besides, the fremont write in is tomorrow, and i will probably go to that.
i think i’ve pretty much made up my mind, don’t you?
there’s a bit of a catfight going on, over at the fanfiction group i belong to. i find it amusing because it has nothing to do with me, and is, in no way, directed at me. i root for no particular side. i just enjoy a good flame. the only one i feel bad for is the girl who’s actions started it all. she was just being helpful and gracious. but i emailed her and told her she didn’t’ do anything wrong. and i’m sure several other people did as well. so that leaves me free to sit back and enjoy the ruckus. i enjoy a good ruckus… don’t you, blue? 😉
fee, kam, elle and liloo multisuck and i had nice chatty emails back and forth all day. it was just like the old days. it was fun!!
cheerios are calling my name!!
And the dish ran away with the spoon. But Hawaii was the only state that would recognize the marriage as legal.
massachusettes is all about the love, baby! congratulations, massachusettes on your forward thinking. and for recognizing all types of love.
that’s bitchen.
hey… look at that! i’m usually depressed!
Your medieval name is: Lisolette. Quiet and artsy,
you’re different from the crowd. You have a
taste in music or art and are sometimes
depressed and private. You’re naturally lovely.
What is your Medieval name?
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sung to the tune of copacabana
her name is lola
she is a nissan
with purple dice hangin’ on the mirror
and a jedi knight sitting in the rear
but she was taken
jodi was mistaken
she came downstairs to find no car
she couldn’t travel very far
she had to stay home all day
because she forgot to pay
she lost her comfort cruiser and she lost her dignity, her ride had slipped away!
for the cruiser, the princess comfort cruiser, leather seats and transportation,
a sparkling golden creation, ride in lola….. she’ll get you there.
there was a car loan
that the bank did own
they hadn’t seen any money
they didn’t think that was funny
in desperation
trying to avoid the bus station
jodi called them on the phone
and promised to atone
at first they said no way
and then they said okay
who knows what made them change their minds at b of a!
for the cruiser, the princess comfort cruiser, leather seats and transportation,
a sparkling golden creation, ride in lola….. she’ll get you there.
now they’re together
cruisin’ around forever
jodi’s glad to have her back
grateful the bank cut her some slack
jodi will go for a ride
and wax her car with pride
and the next time she forgets to pay she’ll remember to hide…
the cruiser, the princess comfort cruiser, leather seats and transportation,
a sparkling golden creation, ride in lola….. you’ll fall in love.
insane bank logic…
i called b of a back, to schedule and appt. for me and my stepdad to come in and talk to them. and before i even had a chance to do that they told me i could have my car back. they’d reinstate the loan. sooooo…. apparently, the trick is to call back, and not ask to have it back. i’m going to have to fork over a couple of thousand dollars. but… let’s look at the alternative.
the alternative is the bus, people. i’m not overly fond of the bus.
it’s too late to do anything about it today. evildeb is going to take me to all the banks i need to hit tomorrow morning. and then i’ll take the stupid bus into n. seattle on monday morning and pick it up. i think i am still going to borrow the truck for the weekend, tho.
note to fee: i don’t know where ginormous comes from, but you are correct when you say i didn’t get it from kevin and bean. i’ve never even heard kevin and bean.
How can you be as fast as lightening and as slow as molasses at the same time?
yaaaaaay!! 20,036 words!! i broke 20k!
i realize my last excited word count update was less than 2 thousand ago. but 20k is a pretty big landmark. don’t you think? or would it be wordmark?
anyway, my stepfather is not mad at me. in fact, he’s been really really sweet. he told me to call bank of america, and see if we can’t make an appt. to come in and see them, together, next week. he’s cosigned on my loan. i told him about the garnishment back in sept, and how screwed up i was financially. and he admonished me for not telling him sooner… that that’s what family was for. [by the way, i wouldn’t use the word admonished, normally, but now that i am writing a novel, i feel i could be more descriptive.] he just called back a few minutes ago and said that he needed to use his truck tomorrow morning, but that i could use it after that. his truck is a big fat red ford lightening. it’s sweet. he’s got another car he drives now. a new something or another. volvo? something nice. saab? i don’t know. anyway, he kept the truck. for truck needs. and he said i could use it. i dont’ know for how long, but we’ll see what happens.
it’s not a baby blue buick, but it is ginormous.
possible revision on the curling up in a small ball reaction…
they won’t give my car back unless i give them 18 thousand dollars.
how many people here think i have 18 thousand dollars?
dude… check me…
i wrote 5,989 words today! i’m up to 18,772, and for the first time since i’ve started, I’M ON TRACK TO FINISH ON TIME!! yay me!! i wrote a little bit this afternoon, as previously mentioned. but then i felt stuck. but i sat down and started typing. and typing and typing. and i got through that stuck part.
whooooooo!!