October 21st, 2008 | 14 Comments »

All my begging and pleading has paid off. I won my category in the blogger’s choice awards. The lovely Veronica alerted me to this.

I thought maybe I might get a brag badge or something. Because I won my category. So far, nothing, not even an email, but I did actually wade through all the categories and found I had won.

I feel so stoopid for all my begging for votes.

Update: No sooner than I had posted this, I checked my stats, something I haven’t done for a while, and noticed a link listing the winners and giving instructions to email for the badge. Stoopid times two. Der.

Live and learn, huh? My one year blogversary is coming up November first. I may repost something nobody but Jenny and Zoe and Life’s Just Beachy were around to see way back then.

Thank you folks for sticking around and being supportive, especially since I experienced crippling anxiety, and my posts disintegrated into drivel. The anxiety is improving somewhat, but I’m feeling like I can’t remember any good stories anymore, and my day to day life is so freaking boring that it isn’t worth writing about. I expect I will settle into a rhythm, and allow some creativity to flow at some point. I hope you don’t give up on me.

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October 20th, 2008 | 9 Comments »

I was having a deep discussion the other night about how psychic abilities go down the tubes when the psychic is horny. It’s like they just can’t inhabit the same headspace. Not helpful. Maybe it’s the same quirk that doesn’t get me lottery numbers. You have to be utterly relaxed to do psychic work, and horniness and greed are more exciting than relaxing, durnit.

My particular solution was to take the object of my lust affections to my mildly amusing OCD stepmother. She comes from old Irish stock and has a bit of the fey about her. And the cheap. She used to get my telepathic messages to call me, but would put it off until I wound up calling her, thereby saving long distance charges.

Back to the boyfriend-vetting. I would watch her eyes when I introduced her to my particular prize of the moment. If she was uncomfortable with him, her left eye would commence to twitching. Really, it was something to behold, bordering on Tourette’s Syndrome behaviour.

That was the bad boyfriend alert. Not that I always listened to it, because I wanted to take him around the block a bit first, if you get my drift. *patented innocent look #523*

The funniest part? With all the twitching going on, the bad boyfriends thought she was winking at them, and took it as an invite.

Heh. They clearly didn’t know my father well.

October 17th, 2008 | 9 Comments »

Big news! Andy at FiddyP is cooking up a great contest with many exciting prizes. All you need to do is to get the latest version of CommentLuv for your blog, and register at commentluv.com. That’s it!

And when you comment at other sites that have this bee-yoo-ti-ful plugin enabled, sometimes a notice will come up instead of your last post, saying that you have won a prize. The contest hasn’t officially started yet, but get yourself over and register your site, so that every comment you make on a blog with the plugin will count as an entry when the contest is up and running.

Can you tell I’m excited? Get coding, Andy!

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October 15th, 2008 | 13 Comments »

I used to be a great first date. My first husband and I went to a big do where he worked, and we smuggled cafeteria trays out of the cafeteria, and used them to coast down a hill outside. It was summer, but the grass was wet. It was all kinds of fun. Of course, we had smuggled our drinks outside, and going downhill on a cafeteria tray is not the optimum method of getting the liquid on the inside of you, rather than the outside.

Afterwards, we changed into jeans and comfy wear (just like the prom after party) and went for a drive in the country. I thought it might be a good idea to go horseback riding by moonlight. The idea was born as we had stopped to commune with some rather friendly horses in a pasture.

Dang, those horses were tall, but we found a stump to climb aboard from, and away we went, sans saddle, sans bridle, just us and the horses. In the moonlight. Some folks might call that romantic, but we were mainly just laughing. At ourselves.

Ass Burger Boy? Close your eyes now.

But the real reason I was a great first date with my first husband is because I slept with him that night.

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October 14th, 2008 | 11 Comments »

Canadians! Today is Election Day. I know we don’t have all the hype and foolishness that goes on with the presidential election south of us, but I so strongly believe that each of our voices is important.

Our present Prime Minister has his nose in Bush’s back pocket. And I think he might be sniffing his bum.

Please, if you care about this great country of Canada, go and vote now.

And non-Canucks? You can vote for me at the Blogger’s Choice Awards.

I love you long time.

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