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Blank Page Syndrome...

Mmm, blank page. Could go anywhere. Generally doesn't. Excuse the random babbling, I'd promised myself I'd write before work each day.

Messing around with my Livejournal profile. I listed "myself" in my Interests. Then I looked again, and saw that there were 273 other people interested in 'myself!' We should form a Community.

News, news...hmmm...my new batch of Jack Chick tracts (see www.chick.com) are on their way. I ordered an extra 10 copies of "Dark Dungeons"--anybody want one? On-line vending is a dark and dangerous thing. Yes, there are excellent bargains, since there's no overhead to speak of, and you can find anything, but the temptation to purchase something useless and to fritter away money on completely non-essential merchandise is deep and overwhelming.

My kilt should be arriving in mid-August. Damn you, mastercard.

Utilities bill for the old house: electric, water and waste disposal rounds up to a hellish $740. I'm not really sure why I have to pay all this, except that all of my (former) roommates have no real reason to give me money to cover it. Roomies are such a mixed blessing--you get a real sense of mankind's essentially predatory and self-serving nature...about half the time. "Let's see how many of my dishes I can get the Magical Dish Fairy to do." This new arrangement is working out really well, though. Roommate 2 (henceforth, Badger, for a number of reasons) has apparently decided to compete with me on who will take care of the bigger share of random expenses (and with my crowd, you really get random expenses. I'm not sure if the citronella tiki torches were strictly necessary, but I know the brightly colored, strangely starfish-like lightbulb covers in the living room were.

Decorating's almost finished in the living room. We've installed a spinning golden goddess in the fireplace. That's more my personal goddess. The official household designated protector is Baba. The former houseowners left us a picture of Bhagavan Sri Sathya Sai Baba, possibly by mistake, and he's become the new household god. Our former household god would be angry and vengeful, but his batteries ran down. Next important question is what to call the new house--traditionally we've named our houses. When I found out that "Bhagavan Sri Sathya Sai Baba" scans to "The Tiki Tiki Tiki Tiki Tiki Room," I thought I had something there, but nobody else wants to commit to learning Baba's right and proper name. Philistines.

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