I’m Just … GRUMPY February 18, 2009

I don’t feel like blogging.

I’ve still been posting about as often as I usually do.  And if you have a blog, I’ve still been reading, I just can’t bring myself to comment.  Because I don’t feel like it.  I don’t feel like talking and I don’t feel like making small talk and, sadly, I don’t feel like telling you that you’re funny (although you are) or that you’re smart (you’re that too) or that you’re so right (but I mean, obviously) I’m just too grumpy to do it.

Does that make me a bad person?

And then there’s the fact that my computer,Rufus, is freaking out and randomly clicking for me so if I leave the mouse somewhere other than at the end of the line I end up with sentences that look like this: not that th o read, see?  ere’s anything wrong with that but it does make them kind of hard t (of course when I let it go to write that sentence stupid Rufus behaved so it almost didn’t jump at all (actually it did randomly erase the whole paragraph but I couldn’t just leave it like that because it doesn’t make a lot of sense without the beginning of the paragraph) but then it did. Phew!)

And tonight I was going to put together the final kitchen post but my stupid camera is going through batteries like John Mayer goes through starlets so when I pulled it out it just turned itself off.  So I couldn’t take the necessary pictures so now you don’t get that post.  Yet.

“Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow…”

Maybe it’s the stupid cold, I’m tired of the cold.  Or maybe it’s the fact that the kids are off track, stupid year round school.  Or maybe it’s the never ending list of crap that needs to be done around the house (Kitchen’s done, yeah yeah yeah, but I still have to replace the window and build the desk and then there’s the living room…) Or maybe it’s just that I’m not that nice of a person after all.

Who knows?

I had a dream about an old boyfriend the other night.  It was super vivid and it really made me want to talk to him.  But he isn’t returning my emails so I guess that won’t happen.  Stupid ex-boyfriend.

I did the taxes a couple weeks ago.  When you have four kids and you make fifty cents an hour, doing the taxes is like winning the lottery (a small lottery but still).   That should make me happy.  Meh.

Don’t mind me, I’m fine, talk amongst yourselves.  I’ll be back with a more cheerful post or a meme or a report on the kitchen tomorrow.

Why Everyone Should Blog October 18, 2008

I finally got an email address for a high school boyfriend about a month ago.  This is a guy and I had relationship for about three years.  He wasn’t the great love of my life or anything like that and things ended on kind of a weird note.  (He moved away, we sort of stayed together but eventually I wanted to date other people, I was a junior in high school after all and, whatever.)  Anyway, he’s a guy I remember fondly and I find myself, not too infrequently, being reminded of him by something Sean says or does.

So I got his email address and tried to contact him.  But I made a fatal mistake.  I left the link to the blog on the email.

I haven’t heard back.

And when I think about it I’m not surprised.  The thing is, reading this, gives you glimpse into my life that I’d want of those old friends.  No, you don’t hear about it every time I’ve got a cold, (right now, and it’s a doozy, in case you were wondering) but who cares? You don’t want to know that anyway.  You know about the kids, you hear a bit about Sean, and about work and about stealing cars (Sorry, that’s just not going to get old to me).  Basically, you know all of the stuff that I want to know about the people that I went to high school with.  Maybe a little more.  But there’s little or no obligation on your part.  (A comment really wouldn’t go amiss here though, just so you know.)

I have neither the time nor the inclination to really rekindle these old relationships.  I don’t have the hours to spend on the phone that I did.  And if I were going to spend hours on the phone, it wouldn’t be with friends from high school anyway.  I don’t actually want contact, I just want to know how and what they’re doing.

I want to read their blogs.

I do have a few old friends who blog (Actually, only really one that I know of.) and I’m facebook friends with a few more (Although myspace is infinitely better for that kind of thing because you can go in and look without obligating yourself to any kind of actual contact.) and that’s all I want.  I just want to know what Chris is doing, if Mike is married, does Ken have kids?  (Why are these all male?)  And that’s it.  I want the high school reunion without the actual reunion. (I live 2000 miles from my high school, I’m not ever going to make it to the reunions.)

So what I’m saying is, Scott, if you’re reading this, either contact me or I’m going to need a link to your blog.