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Monday, Jan. 12, 2004 / 7:33 p.m. ~Er, I Forgot?~ Mon dieu, I think I forgot to update yesterday. Apologies all around. Site Meter seems to have deleted all my stats. Isn't that wild? I've gotten noticed for my profiles on Salon.com and Friendster, and this is freaking me out. I'm also in touch with someone I found on Salon.com, in the personals I mean. He's a nut. What else? I sat in my cube and accessed my email and my LiveJournal on and off all day today. Interweb access in the cube makes me paranoid. And both sites were wonky, so wonky it made me crazy. Access, no access, access, no access. I ate a Royale With Cheese (see "Pulp Fiction") and fries just now and my tum feels wonky. Lots of wonkiness. But this is residual, it's been wonky all day and I knew as soon as I put any large quantity of food in there it would, well, I actually do draw certain lines here. Isn't that bizarre? I have some scruples, some semblance of decorum, some level of modesty. I know, ME?! I also skipped coffee and drank green tea, and now I'm drinking Coke. Me, Coke. I don't drink this stuff, but it goes so well with a cheeseburger and fries. In fact, may I recommend a really good book? Oh good. It's entitled The Primal Cheeseburger, and it's written by one Elizabeth Rozin, and it's a little history of the ingredients that make up one of the most popular meals in the world. Seriously. Like details on the meat, the potatoes, the ketchup, the coke, the whole thing. (I just heard Homer Simpson singing "Smoke On the Water" - that was weird) Lately, I can't stomach news. I'm sick of the war, I'm sick of the democratic candidates, I'm sick of commercials for prilosec, or viagra, or that purple pill called nexium, or whatever, I don't watch CNN or MSNBC or C-SPAN, and it's only been a week or so, but that's a long time for me. I briefly skimmed antiwar.com today, but just couldn't digest any of it. I like to compare my behavior to my cats'. G has her favorite chair, she sits in it every day, but then she is in her blue bed, and she is there all the time, but then she's in her new bed, and she never moves. But she shifts and changes, so she never really gets bored. Norman just follows me wherever I go. I get into ruts, or more likely habits, doing the same thing every day, a routine, then I just break it, just like that, and I may not ever go back. It's nice. I'm in my anti-TV, anti-news phase now. So, "Simpsons" is what I want to be hearing (I know, that IS TV, but I'm not in there, I'm here, I'm not actually watching TV), not Jim Lehrer. Besides, I don't want all sound bytes to be from Dean's mouth. "Frontrunner Dean said this about that", fuck that, what did Kerry say about it? What did Kucinich say about it? And grrrr... too. What else?!?!?! Sucky weekend, I'm much better. Sank low, bounced back. PMS has turned to MS, and it seems early, but let's get this over with. Work is sloooooooooow, but I'm relishing it, every moment, every blissful second I'm there with nothing to do but surf the Interweb or read my EW, or just sit and stare out the window, or write, or listen to music, answer stupid questions from stupid employees over the stupid telephone. And, I'm all about the online Tarot now. And online horoscopes. And I got horribly horribly horribly ripped off online on Saturday. Oy, but I hesitate to tell anyone. I did something really stupid, related to reverse phone number lookups, as someone was calling me Saturday and the CallWave didn't pick up the who, just the number. I paid a site for a 'lifetime' membership in spying tools, and I used paypal and it was a huge, huge, huge, horrible, horrible, horrible ripoff, and I am quite savvy online, but I was NOT savvy on Saturday, I was horribly depressed all day and barely functioned, and I was such an idiot and you people be fucking careful, you hear me? There. Lesson learned. I burned $30. Gone. Ah, what's money? I'm going to try to chat with this Salon.com guy tonight on IM. I'm intrigued, but that's gotten me nowhere in the past. We can be friends. Good, I need friends. I can be a good friend. Er, right? Oh, I looked at the lizards at PetSmart tonight. I love lizards. We know this but yeah, loves the lizards. I wonder what's wrong with Site Meter. Anyone else have stats erased??? Let me know, eh? Cost of the War in Iraq
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