The title of this post is 'No Title' because I am so angry that I cannot possibly think of anything clever to title this post. I am so angry. Maybe that should've been the title. About a week ago I was pretty good about posting. Every few days - and feeling good about it. "But why are none of my friends posting?" I thought. It had been over a week since anyone on my 'favorites' list of bloggers had posted, and I have like ten that I look up every day. Every hour. Well, fine then. I will not post until they do. Another week goes by. What's wrong with these people? I know this month is depressing, but come on! We have to keep each other afloat!
As this is going on, I am slowly sinking deeper and deeper into depressing January. Each day is a little darker than the next. And then a few minutes ago I get hit by a ton of bricks. Unbeknownst to me, my husband is a secret blogger. Ah, I guess it's not just us ladies! Jakob doesn't keep a blog, but must occasionally sneak a peak at all my links, because he called me to chat about a certain video posted on my friend's blog. A video of sentimental value to us because we were there when this video was taken. A video that I didn't even know was posted.
MY COMPUTER IS NOT LETTING ME ACCEPT NEW BLOGS!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am panicked and confused and short on oxygen. And outraged. OUTRAGED!!!!! Maybe I wouldn't be in the state that I'm in if I had been able to read a funny post by Denae. Or a sweet story about Christina's new puppy. Or the mommy-happenings of my friend Natalie. I hear even Michiko ventured out and posted since her new baby. But no. I have been abandoned. My computer has sabotaged my happiness, and I cannot go on.
There's so many questions. What is wrong with my computer? When will it be fixed? How will I ever find the time to catch up on all the blogs I've missed? Well, that last one doesn't worry me so much. I think I'll just add another 'Video Game Day' this week. But still. Somehow finding out that my friends have been posting made me feel more depressed. It feels like a party that I wasn't invited to. Or a gossip circle that I'm on the outside of. Or that first day of 7th grade when I sat in the corner of the lunch room eating all by myself. Ah, I'll save that for another post.
"Do you believe in life after blogs? I can feel something inside me say, I really don't think you're strong enough, no." Thanks, Cher.
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About Me
My favorite high school class was "Keyboarding".
My favorite college class was "Basketweaving".
I don't like to return things to the store because I feel like the employees are mad at me.
I set up my high school English teacher and one of my dad's single friends on a blind date. They dated for three years.
I love the rain and overcast skies.
I collect miniature trinkets.
I am horrible at small talk, even though life has given me plenty of opportunities for improvement.
I am obsessed with my children's feet. I often hear them saying, "Mom, please stop staring at my feet."
I like to sit down.
I like to be alone.
I like to pinch people's buns.
Showering is really, really hard for me.
I want my last meal to be chicken lo mein and chocolate milk, with an oreo shake hand-mixed by Jakob for dessert. So he better not die first.
I have white-trash tendencies.
It takes me anywhere from 30-60 minutes to fall asleep at night.
When I was little, my pretend name was always Lisa.
I get a little nauseous whenever I see men or boys with long fingernails.
I bruise easily.
I don't like to talk on the telephone or to drive.
My favorite place to be is my bed.
I will be a Broadway star in heaven.
My favorite color to wear is black.
I get a perm every year to make my hair thicker.
I wax my nose hairs.
I don't like to clean, but I do like to organize.
My favorite part of my job is when my kids sing and/or dance with me.
My least favorite part of my job is anything that has to do with food.
I had both the names "Channing" and "Tatum" on my "Baby Girl Names" list before the movie "Step Up" even came out.
My favorite college class was "Basketweaving".
I don't like to return things to the store because I feel like the employees are mad at me.
I set up my high school English teacher and one of my dad's single friends on a blind date. They dated for three years.
I love the rain and overcast skies.
I collect miniature trinkets.
I am horrible at small talk, even though life has given me plenty of opportunities for improvement.
I am obsessed with my children's feet. I often hear them saying, "Mom, please stop staring at my feet."
I like to sit down.
I like to be alone.
I like to pinch people's buns.
Showering is really, really hard for me.
I want my last meal to be chicken lo mein and chocolate milk, with an oreo shake hand-mixed by Jakob for dessert. So he better not die first.
I have white-trash tendencies.
It takes me anywhere from 30-60 minutes to fall asleep at night.
When I was little, my pretend name was always Lisa.
I get a little nauseous whenever I see men or boys with long fingernails.
I bruise easily.
I don't like to talk on the telephone or to drive.
My favorite place to be is my bed.
I will be a Broadway star in heaven.
My favorite color to wear is black.
I get a perm every year to make my hair thicker.
I wax my nose hairs.
I don't like to clean, but I do like to organize.
My favorite part of my job is when my kids sing and/or dance with me.
My least favorite part of my job is anything that has to do with food.
I had both the names "Channing" and "Tatum" on my "Baby Girl Names" list before the movie "Step Up" even came out.
5 comments:
Welcome back Mindy! I have to say when there is a lull in your posts I get sad because I love reading your updates! I hope you get your computer fixed - it seems to be working now b/c I just got two of your comments (I did not receive the one about Poe's winter coat, though). Great to see a new post!
Mindy:
I hate it when computers do dumb things like that. Geesh. I have missed your posts. Your clever writing is so fun to read. And, I have to tell you that in 7th grade, I would always want to eat lunch with a friend like you!
Mindy! I'm so sorry that I'm laughing. But seriously, I was going to e-mail you today and see if everything was ok. Not only did you not post for awhile but you also weren't sending comments to anyone and you always do. But I didn't want to say anything at first because I didn't want you to feel pressure to comment everytime because you totally don't have to. But it did seem strange. That has sort of happened to me before... I mean for a day or two it will look like no one has posted and then I just have to refresh the page a few times and the new ones will come up. I'm so sorry though! I love blogs too and die when there are no new ones to read. I hope your computer gets fixed soon. We've missed you in the blogging world!!!!! And I do love hearing your voice in the background of the slingshot video saying, "are you ok??" You were the first one that seemed concerned... thanks (o:
How dumb is it that we communicate through blogs! I mean, we live like, 3 minutes away from each other. You can always come over and use my computer!
How dumb is it that we communicate through blogs! I mean, we live like, 3 minutes away from each other. You can always come over and use my computer!
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