June 7, 2002.

* * * I was reading Entertainment Weekly last night during the commercials (we watched the MTV Movie Awards – the first hour, anyway, and taped the rest, because I want to see Kelly Osbourne singing), and came across this letter in the Letters to the Editor section: The kid can read the word “ass” and doesn’t know what it means? That’s a way-too-sheltered kid, right there. That letter’s an example of someone making up a problem where one doesn’t exist. If my kid said “Mommy, what does ass mean?”, I would say “It’s a word grownups use to mean your butt. You’re not allowed to use it.” Problem solved. Of course, the spud would never say “What does ass mean?”, because not only does she know what ass means, she could probably give you 10 good, solid uses of the word “fuck.” Any child of mine who spends more than an hour total in the car with me on a pms-ing day is going to know most every curse word and how to use it. It’s a skill that can come in handy.

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I’ll tell you what. If you plan to register a domain name, DO NOT REGISTER THROUGH NETWORK SOLUTIONS. I’ve been trying to get them to switch the ip address for bitchypoo.com for almost a week now, with no luck. I couldn’t connect to their “manage account” option for several days – I think it’s my computer, actually, because I was able to connect on Fred’s computer – so I called their customer service number. The woman I spoke to supposedly filled the form out and said it would be emailed to me for verification, and I never saw any such email. Fred tried doing it from work, but Network Solutions said there was some kind of error, so I tried doing it from his computer here at home. Never got the email to confirm. So I just now tried again for the zillionth time, and FINALLY got the fucking email to confirm. This is getting very, very old. So in short, if you’re going to register a domain name, I highly recommend register.com. It took all of two minutes to change the isp for robynanderson.com. If you register through Network Solutions, I swear I’ll hunt you down and bitch-slap you. Don’t test me. Have you noticed I’m feeling rather bitchy today? I think it’s because I’m pms-ing, but not only am I pms-ing, I’m pms-ing bigtime, because I used my birth control to skip my last period – since I didn’t want to be having my period while we were in Gatlinburg, due to all the hot monkey sex that occurs when Himself is around water – and that always makes the pms worse the next time around. Too much information? No such thing. Earlier, while I was searching for links for my rant on Julia Roberts, I happened across one of those fucking pages that has those Comet Cursors installed, and which attempt to install those fucking Comet Cursors on your computer. I clicked “NO, you fucking piece of shit, do NOT install!”, and ever since, every five minutes, I get a popup. “Would you like to install Comet Cursor?” Grrr. I hate those fucking things.
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Have a good weekend, y’all. ]]>