Shameful.

So the other day (at work, I'm baaaad) I read through pretty much the entire archive of my blog, and evidently I've changed quite a bit in 1 1/2 years, which doesn't seem possible but there you go. I use punctuation and capitalisation more, and am much more chipper. Unfortunately, I seem to have gotten less awesome in the ways of late night revelations. I have a few suspicions of why that is:

1. I am actually sleeping now, so my brain is less apt to fire out random observations as it sleep-starves.
2. I am also actually using my brain more in general, so perhaps it is less desperate to make things up to keep in shape.
3. I am much happier. Not sure what this has to do with intelligence, but it's a primary difference so it must contribute somehow. (I misspelled must and spellcheck offered SMUT. Grin.)

I plan to write another chapter of University Common. I still need to cast my new character and plot the sorority, which is kind of putting me off, but if the interest is there I can spin off a chapter no probs. And I'll attempt to make some sort of recap page too or, failing that, I can just make a word document that people can request.

There is some exciting news in my life right now. Things are coming together for me. My brother and I have a condo, which is actually a unit in a four plex condo complex dealy, so very house-like with lots of windows and new flooring and a basement and everything. Very exciting. We'll be moving in late august - anybody wanna help?
My mother has a line on a car. It's an 1988 Honda Civic, but it runs and is very cheap, so that is cool. Speaking of cars, I am also needing to actually get a license, so that will happen this month or early next.
My job is going well, even though it can be extraordinarily tedious. For instance, what I am doing now is scanning core descriptions for 2002-04. Very little fun involved in standing at a copier for 6 hrs a day. I have a team building event later this month, but my father has discovered he is unable to go, so I'll be all by myself, which I find rather terrifying. Good times.

And that is what is going on in my life.

Droopy Dim the Dummy.

So, in between work, and trying to cram in 12 hours of slacking off into the 5 hours I'm not working, I haven't been up to much. Or doing any planning for camping trips, etc. Sorry. Also,very little time for blogging. Sorry. And I have begun to notice that, 9 times out of 10, I blog when I am depressed and/or PMS!, which I suspect is a bummer. Again, apologies. And I'm doing it again. Augh, I vow to hence forth blog more so I seem like less of a whiny bi-otch.

The Daily 'Dote
You know how everyone has that one person they can't help but be an idiot around? It's like they're kryptonite to your brain. For me, that person is Paula's mom. It's horrible. Whenever I talk to her, I manage to forget English so she has to constantly repeat herself. Once, I telephoned Paula and due to some sort of misunderstanding, thought her mom was her and yammered at her for about 5 minutes until she was all "Uh, I'll go get...Paula...." The latest time I saw her was at P-bro's grad ceremony, and she turned around in her seat and was talking to me, and made a curious up-and-down gesture with her hand. As I was leaning forwards to talk to her, I thought she was talking about the pendulous edge of my shirt, and thus dragged it up rather obviously to hide my cleavage. Turns out she was asking if I'd gotten any taller. SO EMBARRASSING.

Speaking of which, I also sent an email at work to someone I thought was my father and turned out to be not (I hit reply instead of forward) and taken thusly in the wrong context and with the wrong recipient, probably made me sound like a rude, mentally handicapped jackass. So there's another person I have to avoid.