1) If you're not already, you should immediately go over to visit Miss One Day at One Day I'm Gonna... and read it all. She's hilarious and brave and strong and thanks to her I now know that I'm a Procrastonaut. She's one of the ladies that writes on the weight loss blog with me. She's always hilarious, but on Wednesday's she posts for the Trifecta Writing challenge and then it's short fiction stories and they are amazing. She's created a character named Vanessa that is just so...tortured and angsty and spot on as a teen that's more parent than her parent.
2) I am participating in the Blogging from A to Z challenge for April 2012. Go HERE to read more about it. Basically every day in April including the first Sunday, but no other Sunday, I have to write a post that correlates to the alphabet. April 1st "A", April 2 "B", April 3rd "C", and so forth and so on. I'm sure I'll be posting a little bit here and there other than just the required alphabet posts. Since I'm traveling next week I've already got my posts written and scheduled to be posted.
3) My cell phone is a fucktard. The "i" button is stuck. So it is constantly pressing. Even when I'm not touching it. I hate my phone. I can barely make calls as it is, because most of the time for the past several months I can't hear anything. People can hear me, but I can't hear them. So I can't call anyone. I wasn't happy about it, since I figured my contract was running out in a few months anyways and I could survive it until then. So now here I am about 2 weeks before my contract is up and just before I jump ship to a less sorry phone company and a less shitty phone, I can barely even text. Everything I write is FILLED with "i"s so I have to constantly go back and edit and re-edit and pray I send something out before another "i" fills the screen. Never again will I have a blackberry. I even removed the button thinking that would stop it. No, hell no. That doesn't work.
|I LOATHE YOU.|
5) People that wanna be cunts because I'm pregnant and therefore want to ignore me- no worries. I've got more important things to do than worry with you and your drama. You know, like spend time with people that ACTUALLY care about me and are happy and excited for me. I refuse to feel bad or guilty because I've got a much wanted and much loved nugget on the way. No, I don't need you to condescend to me.