Babysteps

Well, I've gotten the two other blogs up:

the-great-to-do.blogspot.com
thystorywriter.blogspot.com

As soon as I can figure out how to put links to them on this site, I will. I'm not entirely sure about the format I used for either site, but the basic steps are done. Perfecting them comes later.... it's on the to-do list.

BTW, the-great-to-do is up-to-date, as far as suggestions go... and based off of the first two suggestions, it's going to be alot of fun. There is nothing at Storywriter yet, but that's just a matter of finding the files on my computer then posting them.

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In other news, last night I was incredibly restless. It made me wonder--- why is America so sleepless? I've heard theories which suggest that sustained periods of staring at a computer screen (because of the refresh rate) causes a subliminal stimulation of the mind; this causes restlessness. While I've noticed this to be more-or-less true in passing, I intend to do a bit more research and experimention on the subject.

On the same note, a recent study noted on Yahoo! claimed that people who sleep only 6-7 hours live longer than people who get at least 8 hours per night. While this may be true, I wonder which of the two live happier lives...

Anyway, today I've got to get to work by 3. I think I've mentioned I work as a salad chef at a high class restaurant, next to a crazy ex-mexican-soldier. No, wait, I never mentioned that. Since I can't possibly spell his name, and I usually call him this anyway, I'll call him Amigo. So, yeah, tonight he and I will make about a hundred salads and desserts for the rich prissy whish-washies. I personally hate working in the back-- the pay is a constant, I will never make more or less than I do, no matter how many people come in. Thus, there is little insentive to work hard, besides the desire to get out of there. I'd much rather be at the front, practicing a 'disposable charm' that earns a healthy tip and a sharpened wit---because I cannot resist puns, but only about 3 percent of all puns ever told ever are ever actually funny, and only then, if it's done rapid-fast.

Yeah.

Anyway, before going to work, and immediately after this post, I'm going to grill a lamb patty, with a touch of garlic and rosemary, to be enjoyed with some Oolong tea and maybe another secret glass of Merlot... though, I wonder if white wine compliments lamb well? I don't know enough about wine yet.


AND, that is all I have time for today. I need to call my old college to get my transcript sent to my new school of desire.... which is cause for fear.... at least, however, my high school grades were immpecible, and they're going with it.


I hope that still counts.

Adios!