well not entirely, i have a headache. remember the to do list, well i should have called it a to don`t list. it`s midday and i don`t have any material for the powerpoint presentation, the prints are taking forever and my boss is flitting about the room. i may save myself the trouble and kill her now. all of this is compounded by the massive panic attack i had this morning. vic wasn`t around and i couldn`t reach her and my over active imagination went into high gear, [i`ve discovered my greatest fear and i don`t how to deal with it in any logical manner], no i`m not a control freak [well i am, but that`s besides the point], there is a rhythm to our lives, even though we`re separated by all these miles [or maybe because of it] and any break in this rhythm throws me off. so when vic is inexplicably absent, i worry and half a day`s worry for me is massive panic.
vic fine, computer troubles at the office, not near her cell. i never really doubted that she was, but i think with everything else that`s going here, i just freaked out. i`m going to try and get a car and go deal with some of the shit i was supposed to do.
i is the first letter in the words:
inconspicuous, inane, idiot, immediate, irate, insecure, insure, irritate, impale, inure, implode, intuition, incident, inappropriate, idiocy, impure, inkling, ingest, ibis, ibex, impulse, ionise, ionosphere, iconoclast, incoherent, impede, inject, infect, insane, idle…
i`ll stop there. feel free to add to the list. [come on, it`s fun, try it, you`ll like it.]
Do you believe in love?
yes [beaming]
Have you ever been in love?
i have and i am in now
Do you believe in love at first sight?
my primary stimuli is mental, so it would be difficult to judge… no.
Do you stay friends with ex-mates?
yes, all except one. my ex-wife is actually my best friend
The perfect (or as near to perfect as one can get)mate…
vic
[got this off tamale – she`s in the favourites]
oh wait, i have to go into work. dammit. [sometimes i amuse myself]
even though i`m going into work, i`m still in a good mood.
good night`s sleep + divine dreams = shiny happy camper.
but enough about me, here a two links that grabbed my eye early this morning
the compendium of lost words [for all the other word junkies like myself]
i got my shirts delivered to the laundry [should be able to pick them up on monday], dropped my pants at the tailor [due on monday as well], all i need to do now is finish the last of the work for the presentation, drop it off at the office for mounting up. then, all that`s left is shoe shopping.
even as in touch as i am with my feminine side, it`s a trip that fills me a large degree of dread, but i`m nothing, if not resourceful, i went to payless online and picked the shoe that i would like to purchase. hopefully the stores here, 1. have them in stock and 2. in my size.
shopping for me is a not a process of elimination, it`s more along the lines `first store i find it in, i buy it.`
ok, time to get back to work, i`ll be back later, after the brief foray into the office and the mall for the shoe.
cover me, i`m going in.
in one of my careers, i watched bad tv [so someone didn`t have to], here is the first thing i wrote for that column, it`s about the much despised anna nicole smith show:
Who greenlighted this humungous steaming pile of faecesobviously their brains were sucked up in the vacuum created by the atmospheric displacement of Anna Nicole Smiths breasts.
In the mostly brain deadening land of TV, this show epitomises everything that is bad. To parapharaseI wouldnt watch that show ever again with borrowed eyes. Or ears. A voice like that should best be used to scare birds from crops. The only redeeming factor is that it`s half-hour during which she alternates between being vapid or being a complete bimbo.
What is it about reality TV that attracts us like vultures to a carcass?
Firstlyreality TV is an oxymoron. There is no reality that requires a person to be followed by a camera with lights; wearing a microphone through their every waking moment. Secondly, are our lives so vacuous that we have nothing better to than sit mindless and watch how other people live?
The un-reality TV genre has always beeen bad, its just been a question of degree. This monstrosityI cant bring myself to call it a show will hopefully put down the genre like the rabid dog it is.
well how wrong i was. not only has it continued, there`s a whole fucking crop unreality shows.
as time goes by, i`ll post more of my contributions to the newspaper industry in trinidad.
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well actually it`s more of the same, but i`m in a python mood. it`s friday evening and i`m home. it`s hot inside and out, i have to go out to work tomorrow, as well as find a pair of shoes and get my shirts laundered. i`m still in a very good mood, none the less.
so at the top of the evening`s entertainment is a quiz which i liberated from ukboy265:
You`re a Non-box.
What box do you get put in?
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i`m sure i`ve blogged this before, but this site is just too cool not to mention again, VoracityBeat, a fun and classy place for savvy women with a healthy sexual appetite.
a couple of articles from good vibrations:
The Kama Sutra for Busy, Exhausted and/or Lazy Couples
and after another half hour of cruising the web i have nothing left to offer. but wait, we have a last minute contender – pornblography a blog about the porn industry [so obviously NSFW – not safe for work]
ok going to have shower, i`ll be back
but i needed an outlet…
the tingle is now an insistent buzzing in my brain [well, not only my brain but let`s not go there]. i`m sitting here with a smile on my face that is somewhere between whimsy and lasciviousness.
it`s an interesting sensation, being aroused like this, there are moments when my senses experience what can only be accounted for as ghosting, it`s like vic is here, but just out of reach.
i`m going to try and get back to work or at least sit at my desk for a little while. if i can just figure out how to shut my my biggest erogenous zone off.
you fill my thoughts waking and asleep. my heart skips a beat, a smile crosses my face with every thought of you. i love your mind, your idiosyncrasies, your lasciviousness and most i love that we call all these things ours.
i love you completely.
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I`m sure it`s no big surprise to you that your
romance is The Princess Bride. A heartwarming
tale of “Twue Wuve” that has giants,
Spainards and swashbuckling. You really do
think that love can overcome anything. You may
be a touch naive but your heart is certainly in
the right place. You`ve probably got one of
those relationships where proper nouns have
been replaced with “Snookums” and
“Pookie Pie”. Eww. Beware a cuteness
overload.
What Romance Movie Best Represents Your Love Life?
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