Stupid Girl

I recently listened to an acquaintance get chastised for not posting enough on his blog.  I gotta admit it's kind of scary to post online.  I have a tough enough time pulling together a decently clean and matching outfit for the work day, much less barfing up my last week and stringing enough congruency through it to create a cohesive timeline/semblance of sanity so entertain the unlucky soul who may tread across my blog.

I currently have no idea how people find these postings.  Two people know I was considering blogging, but I have yet to tell anyone I actually tarted.  My ex-husband taught me the basics of web design, HTML, and how to keep everything running on an over-sized blade server that made every room it was placed in 400 degrees.  Then told me I was too stupid to use it.  I later blew up his online efforts soliciting extramarital sex. (oopsie!)

Yeah for the "stupid" girl!  Just a note, don't fuck with stupid girls.  They can make your life difficult, they can make your divorce difficult, they can make getting the shit you were asked to stop by and pick away for 6 weeks exceedingly difficult.  Especially if said stupid girl had to pack it up and move it across the city.  Stupid girls aren't that stupid.  Most of the ones I know, are surprisingly intelligent, they just don't always know how smart they are.     

But I digress...
Through work I am slowly learning html, and the glories of a paperless jobsite.  I got the basics.  I don't always remember to post, in fact sometimes I think twice in one week sounds excessive.  A friend of mine posts everything she thinks, eats, etc to her Facebook, Twitter, IM, and other electronica.  I still use sticky notes and a paper calendar, with colored pens to denote different activities. (Hey!  It's pretty!)  I was recently introduced (against my better judgement) to Instagram.  By a 13 year old.  My Gen-X side says to avoid all this crap, just hide the key to the kingdom under the doormat and pretend Mtv is still cool.  Like Nina Blackwood and Martha Quinn cool, before Remote Control first aired.  I use it, to post shots of sunsets and flowers.    

So, the congruency and cohesiveness is starting to fade.  The tangents are appearing on the horizon, which means I should wrap it up.  I gotta go find something to wear tomorrow. 


love, 
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