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This is not going to be fabulous. It's 3:57 AM and I'm down to my last cigarette. I knew I should have stopped at the store this afternoon. So I know you're sitting there scratching your head and wondering why the hell anyone would sit up till such an insane hour of the morning working on a webpage that doesn't matter worth a hill of beans anyway. Well I'll tell you.

I got a new job. Or maybe it's an old job, I'm not sure. Nearly 10 years ago I was working for a small commercial design company when I suddenly went into labor. Since I was a month early I didn't pay much attention to it, but little did I know that I was being watched like a hawk. After about two hours of me making wincey faces, they threw me out and thus ended my career. On and off for the past decade I've done small jobs for the company and I guess they liked me because I got hired again. I'm in charge of "internet shit". So far, I've got up one working webpage and I'm working on getting a second one redesigned. So what do I decide to do in my "free" time? Put my page back together, in one blitz session. I'm a special kind of stupid.

But I'm glad it's going to be back up. Mostly I need a place to rant about the things that I find annoying in this world. Such as those people that *still* have the damned icicle lights hanging all over their houses. It's August people, Christmas is history, get over it and move on with your life.

Then there's about 400 pounds of photographs that need to be sorted and scanned, not to mention put into albums. Is anyone ever *really* current organizing their pictures? If you are, please don't tell me about it. I am carrying enough guilt over my 27 volume to-do list as it is.

I do have some plans for this place, now that it's dusted and polished up. I've been learning a *lot* more about webdesign than I ever intended and if I ever get close enough again to Alison I am going to smack her with a large marshmallow for teaching me the basics of html. It's not like I wasn't busy enough before, she had to go and give me an additional hobby. Oh joy, oh rapture.

Speaking of hobbies, wait until you see the nifty new doublets I've been making for my honey. I'm actually getting pretty good at the sewing thing, much to my surprise. At least I have the security of knowing that in case the "internet shit" job doesn't work out, I can always work in a sweat shop.

Poke around if you want, and if you come across a broken link, think of something I should have included, or just get on the list of people wanting to yell at me for staying up too late, send me an email, and I'll start volume 28 of that to-do list.

But for now, I'm going to bed...

See ya next week...

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Really mean people.
With guns.