Mamarati

I find it really hard to type when my hands are so cold. I’m going to have to get gloves and cut the fingers off or something.

Why am I always so damn cold?

I am trying out Qumana. It’s not a drug or herbal supplement to help raise your metabolism so that your body generates more heat. No.

It is an offline blogging doohickey. It doesn’t work with the new version of blogger, however, so I will have to wait to use it here. They’ve got to figure out the bug and get a new version up or something like that. I’ll wait.

It works with my wordpress blogs at work, though, so I kinda like it. I can just save a bunch of crap that I haven’t fleshed out completely and come back to it later instead of letting it hand in my mail folder, which is kind of like a dead letter box at the post office. I might as well rename my “do something” folder “do nothing.”

I procrastinate.

I think that school will help this. I’m taking 17 hours this semester, and it seems like the more shit I have to do, the more shit I actually get done in all areas of my life, no matter how frazzled I may seem.

I’m looking forward to it.

We went out of town to visit my boyfriend’s family and were away from home for like 20 days or something. I didn’t work much of those 20 days. I am about to feel it in my paycheck.

I know Will must have some gloves around here that I can alter.

I’m going to go look for those and then I will be back…