Am I the last person on the internet to find Bloglines? My God, it’s like a Livejournal friends page, without all the drama.

Well, it’s the first day of the new year, and we’ve started it off in fine fashion by doing asolutely nothing besides going to my mother’s house. We hit Denny’s for our monthly breakfast treat, got to Mom’s, and Danielle stopped over for a little while and dropped off a present from Gramma (some yummy-smelling candles and a dish for them). Mom cooked a big pot of spaghetti and meatballs, sausage, and sauce, with a loaf of garlic bread on the side, and we had leftover cake for desert. We had a nice discussion at dinner about the fight outside the house last night, and Nanny told us we were all fools for watching out the windows because don’t you know that you should just lay down on the floor and hope the bullets can’t go through the wall?

Right now? The Mythbusters marathon on Discovery channel, and helping someone out with some Wordpress and PHPBB code. God, I’m such a fucking nerd. We’ll be sleeping in tomorrow, provinding that Comrade doesn’t decide that 7am would be the most perfect time to do some major construction on the house.

Transsiberian Orchestra’s Wizzard in Snow, choreographed in Christmas lights.

I’m really tired of hearing about the Florida woman and her feeding tube (or current lack thereof). For the love of Pete, her brain is virtually an aquarium is so filled with spinal fluid, she’s not going to get better, let the woman die already. To my friends and family - don’t ever do that to me.

I’m doing some work on the FFXI page I run. An attack of concience forced me to consider a new design after ripping off an entire other page, and I’m working on that. I registered a new domain for myself over the weekend, I’ll probably eventually switch things over that way over the next few months or so. Compared to where I was in life when I first registered chicky.net in 2000, I’m a totally different person. C’est la vie.