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Thursday, October 12, 2000
What's doing today? Today I've been printing out a Powerpoint presentation. Such fun. Then I got to print it out in B&W, 2 to a page, and THEN I got to Xerox them front & back and THEN - do you know what happened then? That's when Mike (my boss) realizes that the cover sheet isn't 'quite' right. Like... you JUST noticed it NOW??? He had scratched OUT the original title and changed it to something else... but NOW he says he only meant to ADD the something else part UNDERNEATH or - gee - maybe - on TOP of the original title - what do I think is better?

AARRRGGGGHH!!

And did anyone else watch the debates last night and cringe when ol' "a Vote for Me is Like a Vote for My Daddy" Bush was grinning and almost laughing while talking about the three convicted murders sentenced to DIE? (The three guys who dragged that other guy behind the truck - they were found guilty, 2 were sentenced to death, 1 to life imprisonment.) I mean - capital punishment aside, it's kind of uncouth to laugh about it. The State - if it does have the right to impose the death penalty - shouldn't make it a game. But knowing that Texas has put more criminals to death than any other state since he took office isn't exactly - to my mind - something to brag about. There's something ghoulish about the whole thing. Killing people - even 'bad' people - shouldn't be akin to a picnic or a night out on the town.

Oh - and since the environment is a global problem, and America is - whether we like it or not - the last superpower, it is incumbent on us as a nation to lead the world into a new environmental age. I firmly believe that. America sets the standard on so many things - we need to set the standard where the environment is concerned, too. And knowing what Bush thinks of that - despite his flora-ish name - makes me cringe. Texas is one of the worst states for pollution. America should NEVER allow a president into office who thinks that's a good thing.

My 2¢.

Wednesday, October 11, 2000
You know.. if I frown at my PC while I type, it appears that I'm working on something "official" instead of writing fanfic. Ain't life grand?

Question... if I finish a chapter before the first comment on my previous installment is posted, should I send it in and really make the commenters feel behind? *L*

What else is new? I had a bad coupla hours yesterday, but didn't mention them really to Chris. My mental goal was to take care of myself all by myself. By the time he came home (I heard a door open & shut, but it wasn't him... darn these open windows! it must've been a neighbor I heard earlier, Beth) I had eaten my dinner and was giggling with the end of '70s Show.' ("Sorry, but I don't allow whores on my bus!") After Titus, I went upstairs to play Diablo and kill some things. I felt better, but frustrated as I couldn't find the next piece of my quest. GRRR! At 10:45 I was calling it quits. As I turned off the lights and told Chris (on his own PC doing bills) good night, I had to add in, "I hope you're appreciative of the fact that you didn't have to make dinner, or go to the grocery store to get food, or wash the dishes or do the laundry, that it was all done for you."

He was not amused. He said, "I didn't ASK you to go grocery shopping and we didn't go yesterday."

"You're right," I replied. "You didn't ask me to go, so I had no right to be upset that you didn't thank me for going. I'm going to sleep now."

A few minutes later, he came to bed. He pushed me a little, asking what was up with me, so I vented to him. Got all angry again, too. I ended my recitation of my days' woes with, "And aren't you SO glad I told you because I am NOT!" sigh

He said, "I wish I was more of a help to you." But I didn't want to discuss it, so I just went to sleep. In the morning, he was sort of distant, but I didn't act differently. Just the same ol' cuddly morning person that I can be if I have time to myself and am able to take a nice hot shower before having to interact with people.

When I came downstairs (after he left early for work) I found that he had put away his dinner dishes and rinsed out the skillet I had made dinner in and put that in the dishwasher. AUGH! It doesn't GO in the dishwasher... but at least he put it away, right?

Right?

Tuesday, October 10, 2000
Good Morning! Good MORRRRR-ning!

I had a good sleep!! Yes! The computer room window was open and it was delightfully cool all night long. happy sigh It helped me to go to bed early, too. By 9:30 I was out and snoozing peacefully. I think Chris came to bed an hour later... but I'm not sure. It doesn't matter. I was out out out.

Course now, I'm desperately in need of a good shower, but that's just how it goes at this time of month. I won't go into details, but it's not as bad as it could be. :-)

The cookies in bed line is the criteria Chris & his friends used in college. 'Would you toss her out of bed for eating cookies?' means how much of her crap would you put up with.

And let's see... my boss has stuff for me to do today, but he won't get it to me until really late this afternoon. Oh, well. He's way too old to start becoming organized now.

Sunday, October 08, 2000
I didn't mean to... but I caught 'Rebecca' on AMC tonight. Damn - but I love that movie! I even made it Honey & Trixie's favorite movie in my Modern universe. It's the movie Dan & Trixie watch before finally getting down to Business. Scenes from it will definitely be echoed in Dan & Trixie's early relationship. I may do a story or a chapter of a story and call it 'Darci' (Dan's 'first love') or better yet... 'Carmela.' That would be more likely. Especially because I'm 65% likely to have the two of them pronouce their undying affection in the story after "Secret of LIAM" (just after POYC) and before "Return to Cobbett's Island" (working title), wherein Carmela sends word to Dan she needs his help, then goes missing in Manhattan. I'm a little afraid of doing that one, though. Setting something in New York City kinda seems to require knowing more about the city than my three days' total touring could provide.

Anyway - I had a good time. Chris came downstairs to sit with me for the movie. :-)

Had an interesting dinner out with him. Discovered that, of the two good friends of mine he's met, he "wouldn't kick (them) out of bed for eating cookies." Hmm... should I let him meet Diann?

Nighty-night, y'all!!

YAWN!! STRE-E-E-E-ETCH!

Damn, but it's about time I get to sleep in for a change!!

Yesterday was my husband Chris's birthday, so how did I spend it? I drove an hour to Auburndale to my Dad's house, dumped Chris there, got together with my Dad's wife Joyce, her sister Linda and their mom Laura. Linda drove Laura and Joyce drove me to Joyce's oldest daughter's (Donna) bridal shower.

This is how it went... extremely typically. I won two games but ceded the 2nd prize. I simply beat those women's butts cold!! It was a lingerie party, and Donna had just gotten a boob job, so naturally she got some fairly skimpy nighties, including one piece that honestly resembles two balls of fluff connected by string to a pink panty liner. All that it was missing was a pair of bunny ears.

After the party, we went back to my dad's house where we waited for him and Chris to stop playing Baldur's Gate so we could all get some dinner. We hit Applebee's and ate until stuffed, then left to go home.

My question is this: what is it about large breasts that makes every woman want them? I have natural D-cups and while I'm happy to be this size (and so is my husband) why would every woman want to be so restricted in their clothing? I can't wear anything w/o a bra unless my goal is to appear trailer-park.

Of course, implants don't sag and I think that's the main attraction here. The women get big breasts with no sagging, so that puts them 'one up' on the women who have naturally large breasts - the women to which the flat-chested have always compared themselves unfavorably. With surgery, they get huge breasts with none of the discomfort and, they hope, they get more of the attention from men than the natural women do. And, naturally, since the previously flat-chested flaunt their pricey new additions more than the naturally chesty women do (because the naturally chesty have been teased and harassed by the flat-chested women for looking 'trashy' when they're just looking normal and so learned to be 'modest') they DO get all the attention.

Damn - but women can be nasty!

And you know... it may explain part of the problem I recently had with a certain flat-chested woman. This woman barely appeared 'bee-stung.'

Anyway... I babble on... I have yet to eat anything and I probably should at least get a PBJ. And some soda. Yes. Soda.

 

 

 

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