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2 Orgasms, a 24 oz cup of coffee, and a 4 Minute Commute

by skits at 11:49 AM on December 14, 2001

What can I say? It was a GOOD morning. Ha! The irony that I moved from a small town in Alabama to Los Angeles and wound up with a shorter commute is not lost on me. Most of the people I meet out here hate me the minute they find out how long it takes me to get to work-if they knew about the orgasms, well, I’d probably never make any friends, would I? Bwah hahaa!

It’s getting to be the Christmas season, (wait-it IS the Christmas season) but I just can’t seem to get into it this year. It’s frustrating, because I’m normally one of those annoying Martha Stewart clones who decorates the entire house and puts cloves in oranges as a centerpiece and just generally bugs the shit out of anyone unlucky enough to become entangled in the web of my Christmas cheer...

However this year, I’m feeling decidedly Grinchy, damnit. My job sucks, I’m a little homesick, and a little cranky since Snorland bit the dust, and I’ve once again lost my comments on my blog. I know that has nothing to do with Christmas, but it does have a lot to do with my mood.

So…I am planning to spend my weekend delving into the mysteries of Moveable Type, because MY GOD, I miss feedback. Feedback equals Love as far as I am concerned. I am a needy person and lack of feedback is probably the only thing that could get me off my ass (well, technically ON my ass) and working on my site again. I’m quite sure my husband will try to lure me away from my pc this weekend with promises of Christmas parties and Electric Light Parades, but I plan to stay holed up in my own little area…ftp-ing files and playing with the new layout of my blog. (And cussing at my computer when I screw it up-because I know I will screw up many, many times before I finally get it right) God, if I still smoked, this weekend would be perfect. Maybe I’ll put on some Christmas tunes while I work, because I’m going to have a Merry Christmas this year if it kills me, damnit. I hope everyone else does, too.

comments (12)

Well, if the fact I'm commenting alone doesn't let you know, I'll say it out loud, I love you Wendy.

I, also am feeling a little Grinchy this Christmas. I've never been one to get into holidays in general, and since I've gotten old enough where I get more sweaters than toys under the tree on Christmas morning, this particular season has lost some of the glitter it had as a child. I've not done one lick of shopping, nor do I plan to.

Last year here at BadSamaritan, I'd posted a Christmasy link of the day every day, a holiday gift guide, and a the soundtrack to my very own Christmas hell. This year, not a mention. Damn, maybe I should do something.

by mg at December 14, 2001 11:59 AM


And here's some love right back at you, mg. :) You are a fabulous man.

Christmas Hell. I really like the sound of that, btw. It would make a good tagline. ;)

by wendy at December 14, 2001 12:05 PM


(Homer Simpson voice) mmm, Movable Type... it rocks, it really does. i've just started playing with it & i could barely bring myself to leave for work this morning. actually, getting a blog set up & running inside of fifteen minutes on the default templates had me trembling just like after an orgasm. hey, you settle for what you can get, right?

by kd at December 14, 2001 12:42 PM


two orgasms? looks like you married mr. right.

you know i am so with you on the comments thing. comments do equal love. they really do. maybe comments equal orgasms.....

by miss b at December 14, 2001 5:09 PM


I actually DID. We're constantly running into little things that confirm it for us. This is the mattress Fran has slept on since he was little--I was making the bed one day and noticed the name. It's been the "Wendy" mattress ever since. LOL

by skits at December 14, 2001 5:42 PM


that is fabulous.

by miss b at December 14, 2001 7:45 PM


Hilarious. Francisco has been lying on top of Wendy years before you two even met.

Hey, how come in every picture I've seen, he is always wearing a sly, crooked little smile?

by mg at December 14, 2001 8:05 PM


it's because I know things, mg, SECRET things.....

:) oh, there it is again, that smile....;)

by simorgh at December 14, 2001 9:09 PM


apparently, the sort of secret things that give a woman multiple o's...

i'm so glad you guys found each other, because you are the cutest, hottest couple! makes me happy just thinking about it.

by kd at December 14, 2001 9:58 PM


miss b--The "wendy mattress" was a pretty funny thing when we discovered.

Actually, mg...it was that mischevious smile that attracted me in the first place. ;)

Thanks, kd--that's nice to know, because. I think we make some people nauseous. LOL.

by skits at December 15, 2001 1:56 PM


oh, you do, trust me... but that's the sign of true love, isn't it - when the sight of the two of you makes everyone else sick with jealousy? i'm so glad to hear that it really does exist.

by lavonne at December 15, 2001 7:06 PM


Just two? Guess you were in a hurry to get to work . . .

by Charles at December 16, 2001 11:11 PM