2003-01-01

THAT is all about. Nothin’ but lies!

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Apparently some of the little bastards who live in our cul-de-sac (ie, “circle”) shot off fireworks from 11:50 pm – 1 am last night. Luckily, I slept through most of it, though at one point I woke up and thought Fancypants was doing his fancy, high-pitched meow, and I yelled for him to shut up, whereupon I went back to sleep. Fred, on the other hand, got up at midnight to work out and then went back to bed. Freak. I was so very pleased when I walked out the front door to find that they’d not only been doing it in the circle, but they’d also taken it upon their bastardly little selves to leave fireworks shit all over our front yard, driveway, and front steps. I have half a mind to go pick it all up and throw it in their fucking yard. Of course, the pain was assauged by the fact that I found a TEN DOLLAR BILL when I went out for my walk. A good way to start off 2003, yes indeedy.
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So, do you like the new redesign? Becky designed the background and thought I might like it. Like it? Um, no. LOVE IT is more like it. I think this is going to be the look for 2003, because I’m tired of coming up with new looks each month, and I’m not particularly good at it. I also redesigned the front page, and it’s probably going to stay like that. And also, I got my 2003 reading list up and running, here. There’ll be a permanent link on the sidebar.
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I was updating the Go Fuck Yourself ‘burb page last night, adding people who’d asked to be added (something I’m far too lax about), when I came across this rant, which I very much enjoyed (but I’m not a Paul McCartney fan, and if you are, don’t be bitching at me about it, mm’kay?). Upon looking further, I found something that made me laugh ’til I cried. Halfro. Hee!
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Note to self: Add “Organize GFY page” to your mile-long to-do list.
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Alright, that’s it for today, folks. Y’all have a lovely, relaxing day. I sure plan to!]]>