April 7, 2009 – Suddenly they all died. The end.

Sorry. There’s just not much to tell lately. I really haven’t felt like writing all that much, which is rather odd for me.

So to update, we’ve finally settled on the bridesmaid dresses. Yay! One thing down, 970 million more to go. Um, I’m being confirmed at church Saturday night. And my tummy hurts. Apparently all the antacid I took after lunch hasn’t kicked in yet. It really needs to, though, cuz I’ve had awful heartburn since yesterday and it needs to go away.

I actually made some progress on my type-up-all-my-old-stories project. I got one all typed up and I started on another one. Oh my God. Seriously. I knew they were bad, but holy crap, I didn’t realize the exact extent of the horror. Yikes! I should be shot for writing such utter drivel. Aside from the fact that every time someone asks my character to tell them about herself, she gives them her life story in one paragraph, well, there are really no words to describe just how bad it was. I kept making remarks like, “It’s a good thing I never got knocked up at fifteen like some people do because I’d have stuck my kid with a truly heinous name,” or, “You have got to be kidding me. What the hell was I thinking?!” And I thought these were good once upon a time? I was out of my freaking mind! Greg asked me why I was typing them all up if they were so bad. I told him it was so that I had a record of what I used to write. “Oh, so you’re not going to have them published?” he asked. “Oh, HELL no!” I replied. “I’d die of embarrassment!”

And I would. They are true horrors. *shudders* And yet, I keep on going…

We got 8 inches of swearing Sunday. This is April, dammit. That’s not supposed to happen. When they said April showers bring May flowers, they meant rain! Not white crap! NO MORE WHITE CRAP!!

Okay, I think I’m done now.

But on the subject of crap, my long-awaited piece of BSB-inspired fluff is nearing completion. Yay! Because everyone loves a good bit of fluff, right? Right? You know I’m right.

*sigh* I hope this afternoon goes by as quickly as this morning did because I just want to go home and curl up in bed. I seem to be feeling rather averse to productivity today. So with that, I think I’ll go back to doing quizzes on Facebook and hope that this time, stupid WordPress will post my entry when I tell it to instead of saving 90% of it as a draft and losing the rest of what I typed. I hate when things of that sort happen. Stupid computer glitches. If I could remember everything that I typed, it wouldn’t be such a big deal, I guess, but my memory sucks, so there ya go. Apparently my computer sucks, too, but I already had suspicions of that.

Friday needs to hurry up and get here.