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Old Blog Posts – About Me

This is a myspace blog post from October 1, 2006.  I had been married 6 months, and my husband did (and still does) emotionally support my blogging habit.  These things are all still true.  Nice to know I have a certain consistency of character.

My cousin Melissa tagged me about this some time ago, so I’m going to do it.  You have to list 6 things that nobody (or hardly anybody) knows about you, and then tag six other people to do the same.  Some of you that I plan to tag have done this exercise before, so you have to come up with six more things.  I don’t really care if they’re true or not, as long as they are amusing, as I’m not as funny as the rest of you people.

1.  I’m terrified of disease and am constantly worried that I’m going to catch one.  When I watch medical TV shows I have a fleeting second where I’m scared that will happen to me.

2.  My whole life, and I mean every second, has a soundtrack.  It’s somewhere in my psyche at all times.  Usually, you can ask me what’s playing, and I’ll tell you.  Often, the answer will be the same.

3.  I believe in ghosts.  I believe in life on other planets, but I doubt their inhabitants have any interest in us.  I believe in fate, and I believe in coincidence.  I believe in first impressions, second chances, and the third degree when it will get me the answers I want.

4.  I have an odd relationship with words.

5.  Sometimes I’m afraid it’s too late to become who I was supposed to be.

6.  Most of the time, I feel pretty misunderstood.  I try not to show it,  because, nobody likes a…person who feels like they are misunderstood.

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I Resent Sanctimonious So-And-Sos

I also hate assholes. They’ve finally arrested Drew Peterson for something – though it has nothing to do with the disapperance of his latest wife, it’s still something. The murder of his third wife, to be precise, and according to msn as he got the cuffs slapped on him he said “I guess I should have turned in those library books.” Plus, his mugshot is totally smarmy and makes me want to kick him in the face repeatedly with steel-toed shoes covered in bat excrement. Read all about it here, and get your “shitkickers” ready.

On a much smaller scale, I also take issue with Jack Goes Forth, wherein he went ahead and said that there were no interesting Richmond-based bloggers. Now, I don’t criticize him for writing about his drunken sexual escapades, yet I take issue with him making a broad, sweeping statement about Richmond-based bloggers. Has he read every single Richmond-based blogger? I doubt it. Get off your high-horse, Drunk Boy. But I still read your blog every day.

Here is a list of things that are pissing me off today:

The transformer on the power line that feeds electricity into my house went BOOM today and Dominion has no way of actually speaking to a live human being. I called to report the outage on the “Automated Reporting Line Thingy” and they have a button you can press if you want to report further information than your lights just being out. I hit the button, and the first option was “If you heard an explosion, press one.” That’s crazy to me. Because instead of transferring you to someone right away because you heard AN EXPLOSION, the automated lady says “Thanks for your call, your problem has been reported.” Hello? EXPLOSION, people. Don’t you want to make sure no birds or pets were harmed in your crappy-ass transformer rendering the power line that dips waaayyy too low into my backyard for my comfort unusable? They are supposed to call me when it’s fixed. It’s not yet, and I fear for the turkey sausages and coffee creamer in my fridge.

Actually, that’s got me so pissed off that I can’t think of anything else to report.

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