Dig Your Chili

So I totally have nothing to report except for the fact that school is kicking my ass. And by kicking I mean beating the ever loving SH*T (that would be shit not shot) out of it. I am in my last semester so it is painful enough just for that reason but then add in there that I have to pretend it is 1985 and take a COBOL class .... well then that is just icing on the cake. (Where the hell are my leg warmers and crimping iron???)

Its Tuesday. Im bored and kind of sick. Just thought I'd share. However, I am still a secret blessing. Thanks to Jan for the little owl/chicken/cotton ball (??) card thingy to post.

So once on a to go order the genius who wrote my name on the carton spelled Margaret as Magrat . While playing dominoes the other night at the family compound somehow the Magrat story came out and then all hell broke loose. My family has now made up a new animal named a Magrat . And they were giving the Magrat all sorts of characteristics such as being vile (I think I had just burped at the table but who doesn't). All in all it became like a big Magrat roast. Was actually really funny and luckily the Magrat has thick skin and is wicked sexy!

My mom asked for me to come install a web cam on their home computer. Now nothing disturbs me more in this world than the thought of my mother with a web cam. Not sure why this is but web cams make me think of porn and thinking of my mother involved in porn is enough to make me poke both my eyes out with a cheese knife. (why a cheese knife? because I like to type the word "cheese" not even sure if there is such a thing as a cheese knife but I have now successfully typed "cheese" five times in a row. Mission accomplished.) But the darn web cam would not install on my parents 1984 Tandy computer (ha just kidding ... it is really an '85). So I took the web cam home to "test" and see if it worked on my lap top. Of course it did so now I have a web cam. Which makes me think of porn ... which makes me wonder how much money I could make ... which then makes me want to vomit. So here are some web cam pics for view pleasure/displeasure. (it beats thinking about

It has come time to say goodbye to a long lived neurotic hang up of mine. So goodbye Kris. I love you and I always will but it is just not in the cards for us. I am letting go. Now if actually letting go could be as easy as writing that. Baby steps.