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Things I Like and Others I Don’t

I am enjoying the new WordPress dashboard. It’s sleeker, prettier. It seems to load faster and the updated admin bar is much more useful.

I am not enjoying the heat. It’s not even that hot here but my room is the warmest in the house. I wake up sweating and, if I want to do anything more than sit on the couch (and even just to do that, really) I have to turn on the air conditioning. We have a single “window” unit built into the wall. Unfortunately, the roommate doesn’t ever get hot so she’s always turning it off, not understanding the concept is not just to cool you off when you’re in a room but to reduce the overall temperature over time.

I enjoyed a very busy Thursday through Saturday with friends and family and now I’m enjoying having time to myself. As I’ve caught up with most of the television shows that I watch and there aren’t any new movies for me to procure, I have more time for putzing online, entering giveaways, reading and playing games on my devices. It’s much more relaxed.

I seriously dislike stupid article rewrite requests. Lately, I feel as though people who have never used the Internet or a computer before are editing my tech beta articles. If we have to assume that the reader has a basic grasp of the subject, I would think we can assume the same of the editors but, nope. I am constantly explaining things that they should know before they even accept an article to review. It seems like they expect it to be easy but they’re wasting my time and theirs.

I am super excited over my recent giveaways at Reviews by Cole. My giveaway for the Medium Next Door was moderately successful, compared to previous giveaways but my Bath and Body Works giveaway hasn’t even been up a day and I have almost three dozen entries. It’s fantastic. I recently won a giveaway myself so that’s also exciting.

I’m frustrated at Goliath for constantly scratching at carpet next to my bedroom door. I don’t know why he does it but I do know that sprays don’t help. I have covered the area with paper and duct tape — duct tape — but he still tries to get at it. It’s stupidly frustrating and I hate being angry with him. Perhaps it’s time to try Soft Paws again..

And to end this on a positive note, I’ve had very good luck shopping for new clothes and finding clothes that fit. I feel pretty confident in that area and with my weight loss, even though I haven’t been pursuing it that actively. It’s reassuring either way.

How Now Brown Cow?

Did you know that I mostly write for eHow and you can see a bunch of my articles there? Honestly, it inspires me to write more tutorials on this site because the format there is very particular and super specific topics (such as those about WordPress or website maintenance) can seem a little out of place on eHow.

In Demand

My lack of posting her lately has had much to do with my increase in writing elsewhere. I took up a few projects at Elance and Freelancer.com, only to move on to greener pastures. Currently, I am writing for Demand Studios which pays better, has better work and is immensely more interesting (less of a grind-fest) than the writing I’d been doing on other freelance sites.

However, as I am wont to do, I tend to multitask in a way that takes up more time rather than using it wisely so, by the time I finish my work, I just wanna chill and ignore you folks.

Just like I’m going to do now. d=

Words

I am not one who most people would describe as “short on words”. I usually have something to say about this, about that. Sometimes it’s not nice. Sometimes it’s reasonable. Often it’s still but I am (some type of) communicator and I do it frequently which is probably why I have (technically) 5 blogs and most of them I manage to update frequently (my apologies to anyone who follows Weekly Wrapup, haha).

However, I rarely think in poetry, the way I used to. This must be pretty obvious by the way that Lyrical Musings has been pushed to the back burner. If it were a notebook it’d probably be one at the bottom of the drawer or shoved to the back of the desk, covered in dust. Why is it that I can easily write about not writing but I can’t actually write?

Unless it’s something like 2 in the morning and I’m lying in bed and I can’t sleep for the life of me and I begin to formulate something in my mind and I know that, if I don’t get it down right now, I will forget it and forever regret it. Truthfully, I would. So I wrote it down and today I typed it up and now there’s a new entry on Lyrical Musings (and, even then, it touches on a theme that isn’t new to the site) but don’t expect much more from me. (Unless you all really want to see poetry about my cats).

Major Updates

hearing: Some country song
feeling: Tired but ambitious

The first major update is that I have renamed Canadia to Hockeyland USA. Canadians will now be known as Hockeylandics. Anyone who has any problem with this decision will be beheaded by me, Tsarina Cole the Terribly Great of Hockleyland USA. Actually, I’m not from Hockeyland USA but since I renamed it, I decided to appoint myself the new ruler. Prime Minister what? In all seriousness, now you Hockeylandics can’t insult Americans because you are officially apart of the USA! Ha!

On a truly serious note, I’m pretty happy with my most recent purchase: a new vacuum. It was $15 cheaper than the piece of shit I was using which had been a housewarming present from Mom and Tim and is about 15 times better, too. It sucks, in a good way. I picked up and vacuumed the living room so now it’s not such a mess. Maybe it’ll spur Wendy into cleaning something. Nah, who am I kidding?!

I find, though, that I have no place to put my stuff because Ashley’s stuff is in the closet. Actually, it’s just one exercise machine but it takes up the whole damned thing and her stupid broken piece of crap fake tree is sitting in my front hall because I don’t want to waste the effort to put it in the basement. Just get the shit out of my house!

Speaking of, I could put my stuff in the basement but a) it’s too much effort b) I’d need someone’s help c) I’d just be moving it in a few months, anyway and d) there are a ton of spiders down there. Besides, the tree smelled all gross when we brought it up anyway.

Enough of that. It seems that I will be doing some work for Regeneration magazine which is really cool! Check it out!

Lastly, I’ve updated the vote link on the blog pages. (oops!) and added an affiliate. I’ll try to upload a new song for you guys to download, too.

You know what’s crazy? How I’ve deleted, literally, hundreds off e-mails from my Gmail account and I still have 1921 left! It’s unbeliebable that I could have more than that in the first place, though I do use it for all my mailing lists/Yahoo groups so I can keep up with music!

I’ve also taken on the task of typing up song lists for all my burned Cd’s, some of which are years old. It’s interesting to remember old songs I used to (and still do!) love and the ones I can’t quite recall as well. I’ve had to Google a lot of lyrics. So far I’ve typed up about 20. I knew I had some actually written down somewhere to I turned my room upside down looking for those little yellow papers only to remember I had typed them up months ago and they were already on my computer. -lol* I am such a dork!

Anyway, in that process I wound up going through a lot of my papers and while I threw many of them away, I found an article about Amanda after she died, lots of pictures of old friends and a lot of crappy, angsty poetry which I wrote when I was either a) depressed b) in love c) broken hearted or d) all of the above. I really am a pack rat and hold on to a lot of shit I don’t need. I tossed a couple of binders of school stuff which is almost 2 years old, although I’m going to keep all my French stuff because I hope to relearn it and actually use it someday.

Anyway, enough from me for now.

The Little Things

As I walked, the air was heavy and damp against my skin. I could smell that just-rained smell, wet road, a bit musty. Having a headache always raises the intensity of sound around me and it was no different this morning. My head pounded with each step and the thickness of the air was no help. I made it a point to be more aware of my senses, so it was a very sensuous walk. I noticed the sounds, felt the air, noted every different shade of brown on some old fashioned car, and was overcome by the almost-toxic post-rain scents assaulting my nose. The car was interesting but I know next to nothing about cars so I couldn’t tell you any more than that.

The walk ended too soon I think. The store was cold and I was glad to be back in the warm spring air. I emerged 10 bucks poorer but with vital toilet paper! And batteries, since I forgot to replace the ones of mine which were dying, and are quite dead now.
I need to buy a fan. The air is too dense to breathe.

Emo and Sad

I’m emo and sad
emo and sad
i feel so bad
I’m emo and sad
screamo and sad!
you were the best i ever had
and now you’re gone
so I’m emo and sad
emo and sad
screamo and sad!
there was a guy who said
that i gave bad head
the worst he ever had
so now I’m emo and sad
emo and sad