Socks Without Partners

Say good things about me, folks ...

So I applied for a gig as a proofreader with a company outta N.J. (for my Canadian friends, that would be "New Jersey" -- East Coast, birthplace of my all-time favorite musician, Sir Bruce Springsteen). Required with the application was a short bio to relay what I interpreted to be "human information," not just regurgitation of one's resume. I gave them the blog addy to show that I have a life, though I'm sorta thinkin' it might backfire when they see that I really DON'T have a life but rather an incurable case of verbal dysentery.

Wow. That was totally gross.

Ah, what the heck. At least they'll see I'm not your average duck and that I DO make cute kids.

Speaking of, I think Kendon is on top of the television cabinet again. Gotta jet.

Did I mention it's DOG CLASS night?? Oh, joy. *ho hum* Maybe I'll take the AlphaSmart and get ready for NaNoWriMo ... any buggin' novelists out there who're gonna take the plunge? Fourteen days and countin', baby!

posted by JSY @ 4:27 PM 2 comments

I'm working up to a post...

Seriously. I'm working on it. But right now, my company is due to arrive in T-minus 2 hours and counting. I am in my boxers and a T-shirt I snarfed out of the neighbor's donation bag (it's cool -- it says "He who laughs last thinks the slowest" -- thanks, Adam). I have yet to mop the floors, finish the dishes, clean the bathrooms, vacuum, make the futon up with clean sheets, dress the boyz, or take a shower.

I gotta jet. I PROMISE I will say something witty. Eventually. Maybe tonight. I'll probably be good and ready by then, wouldn't you say?

posted by JSY @ 9:56 AM 1 comments

THAT COULD BE A LITTLE SOUR, MOMMMM!

posted by JSY @ 9:54 AM 0 comments

WHO LIKES LEMONS???

posted by JSY @ 9:53 AM 0 comments