At first blush this morning was uneventful. Fed my cat, fed me, fed the animals next door who I am petsitting. Yawn.

Bored, I hopped in my car and drove to Starbucks. ( And then it happened. )

What comes to mind when you hear the words, eJournalist?.
Anything? Without elaborating (bore you to tears, trust me), I was given that title recently.
And I rather like it. It sounds terribly fancy.

eJournalist

Like Lois Lane when being Lois Lane was cracking...

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Day One.

Sick. Woke up sick. Marvelous timing, this. I've been grouchy and miserable all day. Man, do I not do sick well. My thinking gets garbled, I'm a giant, whiny baby. So not a good day to start this. But I did sleep most of it off and feeling nearly back to normal ( Read more... )

Strange name. Project Mid Me. So what in the hell does it even mean ( Read more... )