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Saturday, May. 07, 2005 - 2:52 a.m.

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Fascinating Ways I Wasted my Time

I think I am going to start doing a daily feature called "fascinating ways I wasted my time today". Yup I am.

What have I been doing the last weeee bit? Well, looking at profiles of lesbians and bi-women between 35 and 45 in my town, eh. On Curve Personals. You can search profiles without being a member. Silly me.

Do you know how many lesbians and bi women 1) want someone feminine 2) want someone quiet with tact 3) don't want kids 4) are deeply spiritual and/or catholic 5) want someone who love themselves 6) something else unfathomable, like are morning people, or spend all their free time drinking, or tweeze their eyebrows??


What else have I been doing?
Well, blowing up at the lovely man who didn't call to tell me that he was wanting my stuff out of my old garden (remember it has been pissing rain for weeks til yesterday) like we agreed upon, and dug up all my strawberries and shoved them sweetly into a nice box which he closed up and labelled Wenchie and stuck in the sun. He didn't call me before 4pm cuz he somehow remembers me jokingly saying I didn't want to be garden vicepresident or somesuch cuz I think they should have someone who is actually up before 3 or 4 pm. Personally I know that if I said 3 or 4 pm I was saying it for comic emphasis. Today I was up at 12:15. Yesterday at 12:15. The day before at 1:30 since I'd gotten to bed at 7:30 am.

But I don't give a damn. Phone for effs sakes. That is why I can sleep til afternoon... because I DON'T miss important morning calls... I may be sleeping but I'm in the office. hehe. But this is RUINED yes RUINED by people who don't call me cuz they are afraid to wake me up.

I get up and look to see if there were any messages (yes, sometimes I don't answer, I have that option if it is nonurgent, eh), and if there aren't, not half hour after I am up, I leave for hours to do errands, draw my comics page etc. So it is ridiculous to wait until you think I might be up to call me.

anyways, really. AGH!!! I never said "don't call me before 4pm" just "I am not a good person to be gardening at 10am".

so I went off on him. Dang. I should NOT go off on people. Really it fucks up my credibility and makes them afraid, really afraid. And disqualifies me for all those personal ads who want someone calm and collected and all that.

Soooo, I had to postpone digging in my backyard lawn and buttressing it with the rebar and wood and lovely sledgehammer I rented for the weekend, and go rush to my garden and transplant strawberries that despite what he said about peatmoss and water and all that, were actually turning into dried smoodges in the sun in a box. And dig up my rhubarb and move it, and all those little onions, and the oregano and the parsley since it is a biennial and it's the second year.

So that took me til 9pm dang. And I did NOT go to the gym, so my middle is expanding even though my back got lots of digging work, and my hands and arms got lots of pulling up and planting work. Dang.

Dang. (I realized I was writing that alot and thought if I said it again, it would look intentional instead of lazy lack of vocab... sort of like a chorus, non?)

Anyways, what else beside renting sledgehammers, moving strawberries and looking at personals did I do to waste time?

I looked at this cool site about Japanese clothes (click to see next and next)...
and from there I discovered this wonderful thing that is expensive but practical called a rainchain that would stop the water flowing off my roof and smashing onto the dirt in front of my house and making mud bounce four feet onto the windows and building. It would make it flow down like a little twinkly waterfall. Too bad my eaves are on the third floor, and the thing is $150 US for 8.5 feet long. Dang.

And I read about this book called Freakonomics that I want to get. The authors even have a funky blogsite.

And I read this great blog article about My Jesus Forgives Your Jesus.

OK, I am sure I did other fascinating things to waste time today, but I think that is enough.

More tomorrow!

Yeah right, here I am still googling something and found this amazing and timely site on how to attract solitary bees to your yard so they polinate your flowers (esp fruits and veggies)... and they are not nasty like bees and wasps that build nests... they have no nests to protect and they are solitary and don't swarm, and they pollinate more than honeybees. Who knew!! Just drill some holes in a block of wood or a tree branch and hang it up... read the instructions! The time is NOW!

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