trenderbender

so the latest livejournal trends are...

let's advertise LJ and beat blogger (which i am skeptical of, inviting the unwashed luser masses)

lists of stuff about yourself (i tried to make a 100-item list a week or two ago, and had to stop around 30, having completely run out of random facts and not liking the random facts that were appearing)

taking the madonna quiz at e-online (i got the current madonna incarnation, by the way - the "chakra" girl or whatever - the sedate spiritual mommy)

having people come up with questions to ask about you (fire away in the comments area, if you feel like it)

selling your soul; buying your friends' souls

earlier this week: reading she hates my futon at myboot.com

did i miss any?

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Slept in a bit; I have to be sure to get up earlier tomorrow morning.
I learned that my alarm clock, which I haven't really used before this week, has a cool varying buzzer that doesn't repeat the same tone over and over. The tones get longer and shorter and speed up and slow down. They're much harder to sleep through than my old alarms. They get more obnoxious if they come on again after you've hit the snooze bar. I have that and a screaming Hello Kitty alarm clock, which I got from Archie McPhee and which plays the loudest, happiest music you can imagine, interspersed with a young female voice perkily saying "Good Morning!"

I wonder if I upset a close friend last night by telling her that wallowing in her journal would do her no good & she should be careful not to dwell in pessimism. That's all I meant, really... that being pessimistic would make her more unhappy... that I worry that she's not "getting it out", but rather perpetuating something that's unhealthy for her. I'm sorry, bunny... I didn't mean that you couldn't vent, just that you should stop before deciding that you're going to be miserable for the rest of your life. Because you aren't... you kick too much ass for that... but the first step I think is deciding that you aren't. (I have to tell myself the same things... hope is a good motivator.)

I'm just staying home today, maybe hitting the grocery store later to pick up some lunchmeat and cereal. I need to pick up around the house, do schoolwork, generally start to get my life in some sort of order. Monday I'll schedule the MRI.

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I watched Jazz for a while, then Anna and the King - a pretty movie, but the last 1/2 to 1/3 was a total load of hooey, the "romance" aspects. Chow Yun Fat and Bai Ling are both crush-worthy.

Now I just have a headache. I don't get headaches too often, so this is really annoying. I don't know if it's from my questionable eating practices today (pizza for dinner, too many carbs before that), or from dehydration, or from using a percussion massager earlier on my back and shoulders. My head hurts and I want to cry. I won't, but it's mildly tempting... I just know that it would make me feel worse, rather than better.

I think I am going to go lie in bed and wait for sleep to come.