cunctabundus

a new way to kill time.

Category: humble pie

if only it were so easy

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If there is something to desire,
there will be something to regret.
If there is something to regret,
there will be something to recall.
If there is something to recall,
there was nothing to regret.
If there was nothing to regret,
there was nothing to desire.

Vera Pavlova

Where is my Depeche Mode breakup mix?

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a to do list for this blog

You know, I just can’t seem to get things done in a timely fashion.  Just to kick my bum into gear, I am going to write up the things that I have been knocking off of my 101 list, starting with these things:

  • Learn to tango.
  • Learn to make excellent risotto.
  • Find a hat that looks good on me.
  • Visit a friend who is far away.
  • Eat a mangosteen.
  • Grant a wish.
  • Write my Senator.
  • Write my Congressman.
  • Find a rockin’ pair of glasses.
  • Go a week without wearing make-up.
  • Storm out of a room, dramatically.
  • Get to 400 blog entries.
  • Learn the Presidents, Vice Presidents, and a few bizarre facts about each.
  • Have a conversation with a stranger.
  • Spend an entire day in my pajamas.
  • Read 5 books that I own, but haven’t read.
  • Finish 5 books that I have started.
  • Watch five movies that I pretend I’ve already seen.

While some aren’t, most of them are completed.  And bitches, I’ve got the photographic evidence to prove it!  That is, on some of them.  So by the end of next week, I will have completed my list of things on another list that I am to document.

Yeesh.

I never said I was smart…

I was in class this evening and decided that I would take notes with my beautiful green pen. During our break, I went grab a couple of handouts from the teacher’s desk. When I returned, my pen was gone. I looked everywhere. My bags (three), my notebooks (two) my pockets (eight, it was an overall day), all turned up sans green pen. Needless to say, I was devastated.

Fast forward to now. I was getting ready for bed when I discovered my pen safely nestled in my ponytail. I’m a genius. A genius with a green pen.

good grief…

Okay.  It’s been far too long since I have been updating this thing.  And why is that?  Probably the same reason why nobody else seems to be rocking their blogs.  

Real life.

Well that, and I have been seduced by the facebook.  Maybe it’s the combination of speed, feedback, and instasnark that has me so beguiled.  Why spend an entire afternoon spell-checking something that may or may not be read by anyone when I can throw out one or two smart ass comments every hour or so?  

On the downside, I think that my writing skills have atrophied beyond redemption.  So October ninth resolution, get back to it.  

Egad, this is like taking antibiotics.