so i won't be posting this often during the work day all the time. the reasons for this today are multiple. one, i just started this blog and i am like a child on christmas morning, playing with the shiny new trainset until she gets sick of it and wanders away to take a nap. two, today is slow as hell in non-profitland. i don't know where everyone disappeared to, but they sure aren't calling us and/or needing us in any capacity. three, i am narcissistic and egomaniacal.
after this veritable avalanche of posts, i will be retreating to the wilderness, i.e. central illinois, for a little camping trip with BoyCat and the pseudo-cats-in-law. there is allegedly some sort of apple based fesitval near the town where BoyCat went to college, and though that town is a stinking hole of failing industrialism (sorry sweetie), apparently the festival is in a distinctly quainter location. we have already purchased rum with which to spike the voluminous amounts of apple cider that we will purchase.
and i totally just spilled diet coke all over the front of my shirt.
happy friday, everyone. on the horizon: thoughts on writing and 'the feminine,' war protests, britney spears' offspring, and phil donahue.
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