Erika

Especially on a cold, dark, windy night...

"DO YOU HAVE A FLASHLIGHT?!?!? MY SCORPIAN ESCAPED!!!!!!"

I think I have the permanent heebee jeebeez!

my tickies last night...


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So I've always thought my laptop was a little hot... and couldn't remember the fans ever coming on...

So I'm online looking for a keyboard for it (to replace the one I gunked up by spilling a glass of wine on it - oops!), and I run across some little rant about a guy who was trying to fix a laptop (my same model, but a little older) and how it ran too hot and the fans never came on and how Dell customer no-service didn't care and said it was normal, blah, blah, blah... at the bottom of the article was a link to a site that has a download for a program that you can run that will control your CPU temp and run the fans FOR you! I downloaded the little gem and POW! My laptop fans are running for the first time I can ever remember! My CPU temp just went from 52 degrees Celcius to 40 degrees just in the time it took to type this! (it's in Celcius because the programmer is from Germany).

What each individual person can do each day to leave the planet in better condition than they found it. People need to know that, Yes, in fact EVERYTHING they do has an impact. That can be a positive or a negative thing, but yes, it WILL matter if you recycle that can or throw away that cardboard box. It WILL matter if you donate that item to charity rather than it ending up in a landfill. It matters a lot. It astounds me just how much we throw away. And by we, I'm even talking about my tiny household. I used to throw out TONS of stuff. Literally. And now, by the simple fact that my office got recycle bins and I have another option, I can see just how much difference it makes. When you flatten the cardboard cereal box and put it in the recycle bag, when you can save the platic blister pack from the electronics store, when you haul the dead batteries into the recycling center you see just HOW MUCH STUFF you used to throw away. Now, practically the only thing that gets tossed is the food waste and cat litter, and when we get a place of our own we might be able to compost and wont have to throw out anything! Just one tiny household of 2. Doing our part.

That's what I tell myself, as I walk the 30 yards to the laundry room in my bright pink, Killer whale pajamas.

The truth is, I do. I am painfully aware that 90% of people who look at me at any given moment don't approve of something I'm wearing. It's not usually the pajamas though. Usually it's the pink stripes in my hair, or the 18 tattoos. Sometimes it's the t-shirt with the irreverent saying on it. But there's always something that I get nasty looks about. And it's hard. I give off the impression that I don't care, but the truth is, I do. The looks still hurt.

What i find particularly creepy is the number of people who are sitting at home with their front doors open at noon on a Thursday to stare at me walking to the laundry room. DOESN'T ANYBODY WORK IN THIS PLACE?????? I'm only here because I'm working from home (and when I'm not dicking around on myspace, I'm actually working) unlike everyone else who went into the office this morning who now have the rest of the day off because of a chemical spill across the street from the building.

I'm so self conscious that I might actually put on pants to go put the laundry in the dryer....

ganked from markbt73

1. When someone sneezes, I do whatever I can NOT to say "bless you" - and I usually end up with "are you ok?" If I sneeze, whether someone says it to me or not, I say "excuse me".

2. I have a bumper sticker I ordered that says "Religion Ruled the Dark Ages" but if you look closely, it says "When Religion Ruled the World They Called it the Dark Ages" but I've been too chicken to put it on my truck because religious freaks are mean, horrible people whom I'm afraid would do something bad to my truck.

3. I hate littering and people who litter, but if there's some bible crap on my windshield when I come back to my truck in a parking lot I will crumple it up and throw it on the ground. I always hope the people who put it there are watching.

4. When I hear someone say "god bless you" my nose wrinkles up like I just smelled poo. I feel offended if they are talking to me, and if they're not, I feel sorry for the other person - like god had anything to do with whatever they just did. If they did something nice then THEY should get the credit for it, not some made up character.

5. I went to a poetry reading last week and one of the poems had a lot of god stuff in it. I tuned out. I couldn't pay attention to anything else they said.

6. Sometimes I wish I believed in god. It would make things so much easier just to be stupid like everyone else. It's like being the only ones out of the Matrix. It's lonely and scary and nobody understands that it HAS to be this way.

7. When my boss starts talking about how I ought to pray, my eyes glaze over and I dream about throttling her.

8. I like religious jewelry. I like cross necklaces. I just wish they didn't have to mean anything.

9. I respect people of other religions more than Christians (except Islam). For some reason it's less stupid to me for people to be Jewish or Buddhist.

10. I'm on my second atheist husband. I think that we must attract one another. Or at least, we are so disgusted by the thought of a religious mate that it happens by default.

I was trying to decide which news item to blog about (since there are just SOOO many riling my irk right now) but when I came across this irresponsible bitch I just couldn't hold back any longer.

Yeah, I could have written about what a capital A asshole this guy is, endangering all those people with his selfish, denial and lame-ass excuses (no, I wouldn't want to miss my wedding and honeymoon either, but I didn't go and get myself infected with TB, now did I?). I could have expressed my disgust with this stupid cow and anyone like her who endangers everyone else because they think their cellphone conversation is more important than the lives of everyone else on the road. Or I could have commented on the unfairness of this little gem that shows how celebrities and/or politicians are above the law.

But no. I am currently most troubled by the unemployed, unmarried, 20-year old mother of 7. Yes, that's SEVEN fucking brats under the age of 5. WHY ISN'T THIS BITCH STERILIZED ALREADY????? I knew there was no way anyone would ever get me to Texas on purpose, but this has absolutely confirmed it. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE? WHY AM I PAYING THESE MOUTH BREATHING, UNEDUCATED, RABBITS TO EXIST????

That's it. We're moving to Canada. Where, apparently, there are Cuban cigars.

I don't want to get shot if I go off key. Read story here.