| 29 January 2010
So here I am, returning from the break of blogging that you guys didn't even know I took. I know, I'm such a sneaky little monster. The break was really needed though, and I've made a lot of progress when it finally got down to working on things for websites 2, 3, and now 4. Its all still very hush-hush for three and four.
WoW has been a nice escape from NaBloPoMo. I love the fact that its basically easy street with the Refer a Friend program. And it lasts for THREE MONTHS. In three months I can get a crap ton of 80s. In three months, I will rule the World of Warcraft. And from the World of Warcraft, it will only be a short step to rule the internet. And after that, you basically rule the world. Basically.
Insomnia has still had me in its clutches for the past few days. Its annoying as all getout. Basically I head to bed at a (not so) reasonable hour, fall asleep for thirty minutes, and then I'm awake until about 7:30am, where I fall sleep for two hours, and then get up. RINSE, REPEAT! I have no idea why. It happens about twice a year, lasts for about two weeks, and its something I'd rather didn't. If anyone has any useful, non-medication ideas, I'm all for. If you're going to tell me to go to a doctor, my paypal is open! At least a plus of insomnia (if there are any)
Okay, I need some feedback from you guys:
Has anyone ever actually had one of those dreams where you show up somewhere in you're underwear? I haven't. However, every day that I've had to leave the house since about fourth grade, I find myself checking to see if I actually am wearing pants.
Bra, shirt, underwear, pants, shoes, jacket, backpack. Every day for the last thirteen years, I have to make sure I'm dressed like a big girl. I don't think I've ever forgotten to put on a crutial bit of clothing since I've started dressing myself. Maybe I've put a shirt or pair of underwear on backwards, or a bra on inside out from time to time, but forget something? No.
And to be perfectly honest, in high school, I think my biggest fears were showing up late to class and showing up late to class in my underwear. I think the only way that it could have felt worse? Showing up late, in my underwear, and on fire.
Other new news? Google Adsense denied my appeal to run their ads on my website again. Eeeeeeh, that was expected. Back in the day I had a friend who thought she was being helpful by clicking all my links from about five different locations every day. Was it helpful? No. Not really. I'd had made a decent amount of money prior to her help, but after that? Banhammered.
Welp, NaBloPoMo finishes up here in the next few days, I'll have something fantastic for the finish. I promise.
