going to listen to PHC for the 28th and hit the sack.

sweet dreams, kids.

no trick-or-treaters tonight, so I’m bringing candy to work tomorrow for the hungries there.

I’ll be dreaming of a special place, holding the hand of a wonderful girl, walking in the forest, near the ocean…

Big mug of tea, comfy covering quilt, and a snuggly Newt to purr me to dreamsville.

I have my suspicions about the results.

http://www.emode.com/emode/tests/evil.jsp

Nope, not a drop of evil in you. In fact, you’re ridiculously good. Reach around the wings and pat yourself on the back. Instead of tripping old ladies, you help them cross the street. You think about others’ feelings constantly, and you use your sexual power for good, not evil. Sheesh — we’re guessing that every person you’ve ever met has taken advantage of you in some way. Naw, just kidding! When you get right down to it, it’s people like you who make the world a better place. You’re just the sort of person we want taking care of our children. In the figurative high school yearbook of life, all your friends sign, “Stay sweet, have a great summer!” Keep reading for more details on your not-so-evil nature.

In the bedroom, you don’t have an evil bone in your body — well maybe one, but … aw, never mind. The moral lessons you learned as a child really stuck — we have a sneaking suspicion you’re still haunted by the ghost of your parents’ first sex lecture (“Heavy petting won’t make you popular”). In bed, you’re as generous as they come — you always put your partner’s needs ahead of yours. And your bedroom is a sacred temple. Overall, you’re an enlightened sexual wonder. Just remember, it’s okay to go nuts on your birthday.

Okay, admit it — sometimes you’d rather avoid face-to-face conflict. Now, was telling us that to our face so hard? No. Being up front about any concerns as soon as you have them, rather than letting them build up and turn into, say, a tire-slashing incident, is a good thing. And it sure beats getting a reputation as someone with a taste for revenge. Sure, you probably wouldn’t make a very good bouncer, but that’s okay. Take comfort from the fact that, overall, we think you’re just swell.

Your heart’s a little dark, but your kindness makes up for any evil deeds (except for that stunt you pulled in elementary school — yes, that one — tsk, tsk, that was pure wickedness). But you can forgive yourself for coming off as a meanie, because if you were 100 percent sweet, you wouldn’t be normal. So continue being considerate of others, and remember — when you get cut off in traffic, it’s okay to give the finger every once in awhile.

A Book of Verse
by Omar Khayyam

A book of verse, underneath the bough,
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread – and thou
Beside me singing in the wilderness –
Ah, wilderness were paradise enow!

Ugh… I’m so busy these last few days, I’ve watched as what seems like thousands of lj posts go by without my responding to them… I’m sorry, I just don’t have the energy or time right now to get atop them.

Quick breakdown of my day. Landlord forgot to pay the gas bill, so I took a cold shower this morning. Woo. chill chill. I hope the system shock doesn’t hurt my health any more than the icky-yucka bug I’ve already gotten has. I get to work, yes, I have to work today, even though I requested the day off months ago. (Just not enough man hours to support my taking the time out…. we’re down to a skeleton crew. They’d better hire someone before one of us is down for a day, or worse quits… all redundant systes are now gone. I figure we need at least 3 more people in here.)

No trick-or-treating tonight, too sick I think. I don’t want to germ-up the kids, either. Just me at home with Newton, and my cold-contaminated candy to give out to the children. (or, I suppose I could be one of those evil people who doesn’t answer the door. I’ve a few hours to decide… maybe the question will be moot by the time I get home.)

My writing these last few days has been lacking, both here and on short-subjects. Time to instill some discipline, and commit to at least one hour in the morning after the walk to do it. As we pass the Hallowe’en season, I suspect my desire to write horror shall abate, and general weirdness will return.

Wonderful upside… all warm and fuzzy anyhow… I’m in a good place mentally, emotionally and spritiually, if not in peak condition physically due to the cold and such. It feels good to know people are fond of you, and that folks care about what gets written here, there and everywhere. I feel quite fortunate to have found such a nice group of peeples.

*big hug*

oh! it seems that Newt’s vocal phase has passed… he’ll meow when someone who comes to the door, or when I’m in the bathroom and he can’t get in… he loves his new sock-toy… carries it around the house, and drops it in front of me when he wants me to throw it. I love having a cat that plays fetch.

time to slurp down some more tea… remembered to bring it this time. hot tea with honey… how spiff, eh?

ah, boo!

Happy Hallowe’en!

went to the gourd cutting party…introduced Robb to my hippie and wiccan pals. He liked all of them that I like (everyone but the two stupid guys.)

How the heck did dingo get back into the circle. I thought the tossed him out on his ear.

bah.

I took my pumpkin home, just a traditional face, very similar to the lite-brite image in the journal, or what Rebecca was carving in trick or treat

If I get my eyemodule before it rots, I’ll take a picture of it.

Cold is getting worse, runny nose and a more serious cough. bleah.

A lot of LJ entries I want to comment on, but I’m very sleepy… Nyquil

Ugh… see you kids in the AM.

*hugs*

Keen!

ROME (Reuters) – While perhaps not quite manna from heaven, some would at least claim it as a divine creation.
Pope John Paul, leader of the world’s one billion Roman Catholics, isn’t letting on how close it is to Godliness, but he still thinks pizza’s pretty good.

Wednesday, at his weekly general audience in front of 50,000 faithful in St Peter’s Square, the Pontiff gave thanks to 2,000 pizzamakers gathered in Rome from around the world to celebrate World Pizzamakers’ Day.

“We appreciate so much your professional work,” the 80-year-old Pope told the chefs drawn from as far afield as Australia, Spain, Japan and the United States, as well as Italy.

“I pray for your families and your particular profession,” he added.

The dough-rollers, who made a special marrow, yellow pepper and buffalo mozzarella pizza for the occasion (the colors of the Vatican flag), honored the Pontiff with an antique pizza oven, traditional plates and a decorated cutting board.

They then distributed 50,000 slices of the global delicacy — said to have been invented in Naples during the seventh century — to passers-by throughout the Eternal City.

Every state has great measures you can vote on, but most people that tell you they understand them are either wrong or lying. The truth is, we can’t tell if modifying the tax bracket for elected seniors is a going to make us go bankrupt or win us a million dollars. We just want to check the box that keeps murder illegal and bikinis on our TV. We don’t really care about a tiny change to a trapping guideline for an animal we’ve never heard of. If a mountain man wants to trap a grizzly beaver, he can use a hot tub filled with poisoned donuts for all we care. All of the amendments that go over our heads explain why more people smoke feloniously illegal narcotics than vote (according to government statistics). In fact, the people that believe in Bigfoot finally outnumber the people that believe in voting. Eat that, George W. Bush.

I think that I neglected to mention I’m catching a little cold.

stuffed up, coughing some, slight sore throat…got some popsicles at the grocery store to help with that. Otter pops! assorted colors.

Lime. Yummy.

**breaks into song, sore throat and all**

Brother bought a coconut, he bought it for a dime
His sister had another, she paid it for a lime.
She put the lime in the coconut, and drank them both up
She put the lime in the coconut, and drank them both up
She put the lime in the coconut,
Called the doctor, woke him up, and said,
“Doctor, ain’t there nothin’ I can take,
I say, Doctor, to relieve this belly ache?
I say, Doctor, ain’t there nothin’ I can take,
I say, Doctor, to relieve this belly ache?”

“Now let me get this straight;
You put the lime in the coconut, you drank them both up
You put the lime in the coconut, you drank them both up
You put the lime in the coconut,
called your doctor, woke him up, and said,
‘Doctor, ain’t there nothing I can take,
I say, Doctor, to relieve this belly ache?
I say, Doctor, ain’t there nothin’ I can take,
I say, Doctor, to relieve this belly ache?’

You put the lime in the coconut, and drink them both down,
You put the lime in the coconut, you’re such a silly woman!
Put the lime in the coconut, and drink them both together,
Put the lime in the coconut, and call me in the morning.”

I’ve been scanning a number of folk’s journals today that link to me…and either a great many of them don’t post often, or there’s something wrong with my browser today. Isis, moonmama, zendaisy and wordsmilth9 are the only folks I’m able to see… I guess I’ll log in later, and see if there’s any improvement before I ask support about it.

How do you know when Dracula has a cold?

From his coffin!

hee hee

hee

Sunday, and sense of fulfillment.

Got the apartment cleaned up, groceries, laundry all done. found a sock in my laundry when I got home…it is now a cat toy for newton. (all laundered and such, I tied it in a knot, and he chases it. he’s such a catdog. )

Going pumpkin carving tonight with the hippies…Maybe I should surf around and find some ideas for a design. Tillytollo’s 🙂 lantern was pretty spiffy. Maybe I’ll go for a peace sign or something not facial-based, but I doubt it.

Woke up, from a Dan-phone call….we went out to breakfast, and walked around the park, gabbing for a couple of hours. He went home, and I called Robb up, to see if he’s up to Drunken master… he is… (we swung by compUSA to get an eyemodule for the visor, but they were out…. argh. next time.) had some supper, and drank some good coffee. Saw Ruth at barnies… between robb and Danno I got some good writing in, and a little chatty on AIM. A fulfilling day… and now I’m talking to my current crush. 🙂

I’d be responding to more folk’s journals, if the servers weren’t so wonky. I look anxiously forward to seeing the fresh ones installed.

By the way, thanks to all the new folks who’ve linked to me, and all of you who’ve stuck around! 🙂

*hugs*

got my mail back online. yahoo lost my pw for some reason. odd. all better now, though.

Going out with hippie pals tonight, to see the phish movie. Brownies? maybe,but unlikely, as I’ve abstained from that for a while now, and I’m keeping my eyes peeled for a different job.

argh. work beckons again! see you kids!