November 23, 2005
Pizza, The Internet, and Thee
AKA: "To all the blogs I've ever loved before."
The house is damn quiet. Marie was... ahem... "spoken to" about her progress report, and has locked herself in her bedroom. As a result of the... ah... "discussion", Calvin is in one BEAR of a mood, and after... um... "instructing" me on some various tasks which needed completion, he crashed out on the couch with the basketball game on.
After a quite satisfactory nap, I am comfortably arranged on the bed with my trusty laptop, a couple of slices of pizza, and a bottle of cheap wine (cheap pizza calls for cheap wine - if it were expensive pizza I'd be drinking something with an actual cork). Fully armed to occupy myself for the evening with the Best Entertainment System Known to Man, the Internet. Oh, I'm sure I could be cleaning something or folding something or watching something that I previously DVR'ed (the memory must be close to full by now) or reading one of the two books that a very kind friend (fast becoming kindred spirit, and I'm not just saying that because she reads... books and this site) loaned to me. But surfing (and writing an entry about it!) is what I feel like doing.
I also apparently feel like being parenthetical. Sometimes my mood encourages the use of parenthesis. Just call me ADD girl.
A List of Sites On Which I Must Spend More Time
Midnight Therapy With Crystal. I am so far behind that it'll probably take me four hours of straight viewing to get all caught up. But what a well-spent four hours!
Hayllar.com. Another site that I am woefully behind on. Sarah had her baby! Things have been happening! And some other things! And I'm all left out!
Weetabix. I have not been consuming my (nearly) daily dose. I am now irregular.
Bitchypoo. You'd think with all the kittens I'd be all over that, but no. I am not current with Robyn. I am ashamed.
Tomato Nation. There are even new Girls Bike Club entries up that I haven't read!!! Which tells you to what depths my shameful neglect has sunk.
JenFu. Here I was ALL GEEKED when she reappeared on the web with her shiny new blog, and how have I repaid her kindness? I got behind on her entries! Since the beginning of October! I am a bad, bad FuFan.
Jessamyn. Her baby is so cute that I could eat her right up in two bites, and yet the last time I read it was Jessee's birthday. I don't know how I can look at myself in the mirror.
Jette. I haven't read her in a while, and as a result I have watched some truly horrid movies. I only punish myself. I should know better by now than to even step FOOT in a rental store or movie theater without checking with her first.
Draw The Girl. When I get behind on Eliza's journal, I also don't know what's going on with her brother and sister, or what's going on with any show on the WB. I'm ashamed to admit that I have to go back to the days of Katrina and push forward.
MoPie. She moved her intrepid self into the Great White North and invited me to follow along in her new adventure! Which I have neglected since it got so cold! But if she can carry on, so can I.
I have been reading all of these journals... and MANY more... for YEARS. I guess I have the mindset of, "Oh, I can always catch back up." Because it's the Internet and Everything is Forever. But that doesn't do justice to these journalers - yes, it's downright disrespectful to take them for granted. It's also hard work keeping up with all of my "reads"... people who's lives I have invested my interest and emotions in. They ask for nothing, and yet I want to give them my consideration. Because I may not have met them in person, but I still care about them. So, sorry. To these folks, and the other blogs and journals I've neglected. I'm still a loyal fan and friend.
Speaking of which, even amongst all of this neglect, I still have time to miss Jill, and Anna, and Shelley. And Jayne! And Terry! And Terri! And Elle! Selila! And Jessie! And Steven! And Patrick! And where the heck did Columbine go?
Darn it. The never call, they never write.
A final word regarding the subject matter of my last entry.
Patrick Dempsey was mentioned as among the sexiest men alive. And I wholeheartedly agree.
However, Jon Stewart never made a mention, not even in "Sexiest Funny Guys" or "Sexiest Smart Guys". Why, I ask you, did the likes of Neil Patrick Harris (I'm sorry, but Doogie?!?) and Ian McShane (creeeepy guy but he plays an excellent villain) make the list, and not Jon Stewart? I mean, I've loved him since Short Attention Span Theater. And now, your Moment of Zen:
Isn't he a hottie? It boggles the mind that People ignored him. Ah, well, there's always next year. It's sad to see a man whose sexiness is so unappreciated in his own time.
Photos of Patrick Dempsey courtesy of Patrick Dempsey dot Org.
Photos of Jon Stewart courtesy of Comedy Central. Also, in the process of looking for the photos, I stumbled across Jon Stewart dot Net, which is self-proclaimed as "best viewed drunk" and therefore worthy of my perusal.
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