a meme I found somewhere...

98% of the teenage population does/has tried pot. If you're part of the 2% who hasn't, copy this in your journal.

Q: Why not?

A: Nobody's offered me, and I'm "street smart" enough to find it. Or just to ask for it.

The popups will never stop, will they?

I run every spyware sweeper known to man. I have Explorer set on the highest setting. I don't even use Java, if I can help it. I have Proxomitron set so high that I can't even see animated icons anymore. I even DLed Firefox from mozilla.com because it's supposed to block all pop-ups.

So what did I just get?

No, go on...guess....

A FUCKING POP-UP!


GRRRRR!

Other than the twice-damned popups, I've been having a pretty decent day. I didn't wake up until 1 in the afternoon because I'm a lazy bum, and I sort tinkered around online for a few hours, melting in the heat (it was very hot here today, and worse in the apartment.) At about 3 I said "Fuck this noise" and put on shorts and a t-shirt and went and played in the pool for over an hour.

I'm definitely going to do that more often. It was a lot of fun, and like 10 feet from my apartment. Of course, I no longer fit in my bathing suit...*sigh*...maybe I'll just break down and start wearing mumus. Sort of offically announce that I've given up...

Anyway, after that we went out to Chinese and then loitered at the coffee shop for nearly 2 hours. Now here I am...I might go out to the pool again and write. The apartment is still uncomfortably hot...which depresses me, since the sun has been down for almost an hour now and outside is pretty nice.

I wrote two short stories last night. Original fic. I kinda want to post and share them, but I don't think too many people are drooling over them...actually, that's not really the reason. I'm wary of posting things I plan to do something with, like submit to publishers. But I need feedback...cuz I'm a whore....decisions decisions.

Either way, I plan on writing another one tonight. Or two. I enjoy writing the longer things, but I always go back to short stories with a sigh of relief. Like slipping into a nice hot bath and listening to Wilco....mmmmmmmmWilcommmmmmm...I should listen to them tonight.

Jaime's cleaning up the backyard for me, so hopefully in the near future, I'll be able to just sit out there to work instead of going over to the pool. I have nothing against it--the tables are nice and come with umbrellas....but still...it's surrounded by apartments and next to the laundromat.

Anywho, I'm glad to see LJ is working again. *hugs LJ* Don't ever scare me like that again!