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It's been so very, very long

One of my favorite things about having a blog, my blog, this summer, is that the less blogging I do the less I have any readers around to scold me for being so very, very absent. It's a selfish, swirling vortex of no writing, no guilt, and real, live human interaction in a non-technology environment.

Um, well, except for the amount of time I'm spending on the Nintendo DS Lite throwing my Queen Wins Every Race ass around the Mariokart DS track anihilating the competition.. So yeah, other than that I'm so *not* living in that parallel universie of geekydom.

Okay, and just so we're clear being at work and spending 9 hours a day PHP, AJAX, javascript, photoshop, and web-2-point-oh-no'ing it up in front of 2.8 monitors is so outside that definition as well. So-ho-ho-ho outside the definition.

Now that we've cleared up the confusion about how non-geeky I really am, a brief update on the 2 hours a day I'm functioning like a living, breathing, interacting human being...

• Work is keeping me busy. So, so busy. Someone recently commented, after meeting me for the first time, that in real life I'm actually nothing like my blog self. In the interest of demolishing all the dirty gossip going around about me and starting up all kinds of *new*, juicier gossip, I may start blogging about work stuff sometime later this summer. It's okay, I won't get fired for it. My boss has a bigger mouth than I do.
• The kitten is beyond spoiled and cute and fluffy and snugglable and hugglable and probably the cutest cat the world ever did see doing well. We've been having a little problem with playful biting, but I've started biting him back which seems to make everything alright. What can I say, I'm a biter.
• Bubble tea, why didn't anyone tell me?!! Go. Get a bubble tea fruit smoothie. Gummy tapioca compels you.
• Trusting someone *else* enough to take your photo when you're a control freak is totally fucking freaky, eventhough I do the self-portrait thing all the freagin time. That's pretty much all I'm gonna say about that issue. There may or may not be spoils posted from this venture.
• Charmed, Season 5. All I can think while watching it is, "When will they start getting Rose McGowan some acting lessons? And some clothes?"
• Cars was an entertaining flick. Hmmmm, yes. That's a good word. Entertaining.
• Here's your fun, un-sponsored, sopheava fact for today: I recently learned that I'm a "trash compactor." In today's related news, a short memo to all the men in the hizouse... telling a woman she eats like a "trash compactor" *probably* isn't gonna do the trick. A little unsolicited advice for ya there.

I've totally lost that blogging touch, so this week should be full of awkward, gangily, metal mouth teenager kinds of posts while I attempt to find my blog-legs again. And if I can't find my blog legs I'll just resort to being a potty mouth and posting half-naked photographs of myself. You know, whatev.