My Current Earworm

Stuttering (Kiss Me Again) - Ben’s Brother

You Could Have Just ‘Sat’ on My Keyboard!

I decided to try and switch gears the other night and work on some of my “creative” (ahem) writing.  No blogging (well, after my daily post) and no more work-related business (oh, which I am failing at anyway!) Still, maybe getting some other types of brainwaves going and, yes, some “creative” juices flowing might help somehow? Another way of motivating myself?

Well, the weather is getting warmer here so out are coming all the bugs.  Recall me cleaning up my flat and finding little mommy spider laying a few eggs. *shudder*  PA does not do well with bugs.

Anyway, I am working away on one of several outstanding pieces (of crap) and I see this teensy, little red thing, no larger than a dot you may make with a pen tip? It was wending it’s way around a couple of my keys on my keyboard.  I tried in vain to sort of “pick it up” or attach it or get it to climb up on to one of my fingertips.  No dice.  I grabbed a tissue and tried to somehow “capture” it with that.

The sneaky little thing then just disappeared right down beneath a key.  I’m not sure but I think it was the letter, “T.”

So, if little nosey parker was that keen on reading what I was writing, did it have to go all the way “underground?” Yes, surely, it could have just sat there and read it all on the screen! Maybe it had poor eyesight.  Or maybe it was more interested in what kind of software I have on my hard drive? Hmmm.

Well, if so…great.  Now I have a “computer bug.” *laughing*

Oh, I’m sorry.  That was just way too easy and I couldn’t help myself.  It’s alright, though.  Macs are basically virus proof and all of that.  You don’t need to install all the McAfee, Norton, AdA-/Spyware business.

I suppose I could get out my can of compressed air and give the keyboard a good blast.  I suspect the little thing is probably dead in it somewhere.  The new MacBooks’ keyboards are a single unit.  They are sealed so really, the little buggie is probably trapped in there.  It was really tiny, however.  And everything is electrical so he (she?) could have gotten fried.  Or…with enough time, there’s no food.  Starved buggie.

Honestly.  An insect crawling right into my keyboard.

OMG Sleep!

I have been a bad, bad girl! I should be in bed…well, I am on bed but I should be sleeping!

I have been staying up way too late these days. So, post in mind for tonight…tomorrow?

For now, I should just turn the damn computer off, try and turn my mind off *laughing* and yes, go to sleep.

I have been terribly neglectful of all things I should be doing so I promise I will make a concerted effort tomorrow. Is that a promise to you guys or to me? Both?

Ah, feck it.

Nighty nighty. *sigh*

*PA rolls eyes*

Happy Canada Day!

Yes, July 01 is Canada Day.

And confession…it is no longer Canada Day where I live unless I try and do a quick calculation with time zones…erm…nevermind…

Enough of my anonymity has already slipped through the cracks. I’ve backdated a few posts to keep up with Blog365…what’s one more?

So, here’s a YouTube. Any Canadian readers will know this instantaneously. Well, if they are of my generation, they certainly should.

If you are not Canadian, then you should recognise that in just one form (early 1970s) we had no problem making fun of ourselves re: the RCMP. Also, Dudley Do Right was intermingled with Rocky and Bullwinkle.

A Man Attracted to Me Sexually…Again…

It’s been a long time since this has happened. Years, in fact. I’ve known this man for a brief period and we have established a friendship–a good one. Hmmm…

This is a bit dicey. Actually, what I am going to say next; this may be a bit dicey too?

Women are (or can be) very emotional. Men? Well, sure. They can be too but in my experience in terms of “sex” and sexual attraction and relationships? Not the same. I don’t like to make generalisations but…?

Sorry. This may sound terrible but women are so much more emotional than men. However, as a caveat, I will admit that I am extremely more emotional when it comes to sexual or romantic relationships (as a woman?)

So I went out to dinner with my friend. Whom I am apparently his object of attraction. This was not “news.” There is a “history,” if you will. He is…well, a bit of a “high performer.” I won’t say “Type A.” Do you know where I am going?

Maybe not.

Basically, he needs a good spanking…

PA can do that. We both know that. Not that BDSM involves sex. No. However, he’s really…oh…fuck. Yes, “fuck.” Yes, he’d really like to “go the distance.” But he knows that PA is gay and she’d never sleep with him.

I’m no stranger to the BDSM “Scene.” Many reasons for that…long story…but ultimately I fell into it by accident. Nonetheless, I was an observer at the clubs but it is still a part of me. Yes, oooh…aaah…PA has a penchant for BDSM! Shall we all fall over and die???

I am really a submissive. That is when (gee, I wish?) I am with a woman but I can and also be a “switch.” Also with a woman. I will Dominate her. That thrills me as well.

With a man? It can depend upon certain factors and again…everything always needs to be negotiated. The Cardinal Rules are: Safe, Sane and Consensual.

However, I’ve always found men are so easy…

Example. To start? This might work.

“Get down on your knees you pathetic piece of shit!”

Oh, boy!

BOY.

Why can’t I find a girl to play with me like this?

Sorry Quick

Still can’t get it together…working on…sorry…

Good Fortune on a Bench!

Before I begin with my little story (that gave me a good laugh), I will say that opposed to yesterday, I really gave the boots to both myself and the work that I needed to get done. I spent at least five to six hours working straight (minus a couple of tea breaks sitting outside) completing all the stuff that I meant to do over the weekend.

Still. So much more to do. At least I got caught up on what I was supposed to do. There’s at least one more thing that I need to do before tomorrow. Answer some rather pointed questions before I meet with one of the coaches at “Fix Me Up” tomorrow. I started to make a list of answers before I just said, “Fix ME Up” and strolled down to the pub where I currently am right now. Awww, come on guys! After ramming it for several hours straight, I deserve just a bit of beer as a reward? Right? Huh?

So, I’m kickin’ it with my iPod on and typin’ and bouncin’ like a wee ADD freakzoid because…erm…yeah. I very well and rightly so got into hyperfocus mode and I’m still, jolly well there! No, you should see me. You should see my typical ADD “bouncy leg.” People must be thinking WTF?!?!?! PA.No.Care

Alright, on with the story. Has everyone out there heard of Double Bubble chewing gum? According to the wiki link it’s sold in 50 countries so I think most of you know it?

Anyway, I was out one evening and I saw…well? If you are familiar with it, you should know about its comic strip history? I espied…oh, a Double Bubble comic “stuck” to a bench.  And NO, it wasn’t stuck to the bench with a piece of Double Bubble.

I immediately recognised it and it took me right back to childhood.  I mean, talk about marketing! Get the kids to buy your shitty gum (and believe me it was shitty–and probably still is) by adding a little surprise inside! So, I picked it up and I swear to god…it was just perfect for me after the “shitty” day I had!

The character, “Pud,” who came along in 1950 after a couple of the originals, was sitting at his computer.  He was on the phone calling: “Tech Support.”  What was he saying?

“Tech Support? My computer has a WEDGIE!”

On his screen were all of these squiggly lines that ran from corner to corner and were pinched in the middle! Oh, hahaha! Geeky PA sure got a giggle.  But it gets better in how it cheered her up.  It was almost like a “Fortune Cookie.”  There was a little message underneath the cartoon.  It said…

“Your Double Bubble Fortune: A Smile A Day Keeps Worry Away.”

Well, I will tell you that it certainly gave me a smile that day! I still have it.  I’m keeping it.  Especially now since I’ve made a post about it. *laughing*

Another Useless Day

Oh, dear. This is shameful. I have been completely ineffective today. In fact, I am so ineffective all you are getting is a YouTube. There isn’t even a point to me writing out my “oh-so-tiny” list of things that I actually did do today.

I’ve really got to get at it tomorrow. ARGH!

I thought the footage used for this was just excellent for the song.

Work Hard by Depeche Mode

Saying Goodbye and Simultaneously Networking

I was extended an invitation to a function held by my ex-employer today.  I know, it sounds strange but the details are of minimal importance, if of any at all.  I didn’t know if I should go.  I finally decided that it would be first, a good opportunity to say goodbye to some folks that might be there (that I never got around to doing) and second, a chance to: “Network.”  I am beginning to loathe that word.  Still, the people there know me so even if I sounded like a blithering idiot (not an uncommon experience) it would probably be alright?

Confession? When I woke up this morning, I cried.  Who would I see? All the lovely and beautiful people that I met over my years there.  I was right fucked.  I had a feeling I would cry.  I mean, all of the “Networking” was going to bad enough but…the people that I had so much fun with, I had grown to love.  It sounds funny.  Do you love the people you work with? Well, maybe on some level you do.

Guess what? It was a two-Valium/Diazepam day.  No doubt.

I made it though.  It wasn’t a long function.  And the room cleared fairly quickly.  PA worked the room as quickly as she could.  There was alcohol (and non-alcoholic beverages) but she needed her hands free to shake others’ hands and reach for her cards.  And yes, arms free too for lots of huggies and kissies for wee, PA.

I told you.  The place was and is great.  Now you may understand my tears from this morning? If I may say so, PA was pretty well respected.  In fact, another peer (a lovely, lovely woman–who volunteered to toss contacts her way whenever she could!) asked her/suggested…rather emotional day? I admitted that, yes, I did cry in the morning.

So, who knows? I mean, one guy–after it all went down and I told him–he’s my age, a manager, offered to be a personal reference! Right off the bat.  PA gobsmacked.  I gave him my card tonight when I saw him again.  Another guy I saw tonight said he’s going on vacation but when he gets back, we’ll go for lunch and speak further.

The woman who I told that I cried? She is very well connected.  Auto-Network-Connect.  I didn’t even have to ask.  Ditto another “Super Woman” in the Marketing Department.

Some? Fuck, me.  Again, they know me but did I stretch too far? I have legitimate relationships with “the Big Guns” so I went after them too.  Good grief.  Well, why the hell not? What have I got to lose? I’ve lost it all already, right?

MP3 of the Moment and Some Motivation

Well, I managed to get some work done–not so much around my flat but priorities? No, “Fix Me Up” has been neglected and well, my flat is always being neglected.  Not to mention, I finally established contact with P. whom I met while in hospital last year and we are finally going to get together! We’re meeting for dinner tonight.  I used that as some motivation and a “reward” for getting some work done.

So, speaking of “neglecting” things…MP3 of the Moment has really just been sitting there untouched for a very long time.  I’ve been thinking I should do some more “Series” types like I used to do a while back?

On that note (pun intended…)

Some Psychobilly, anyone? Here we go with a trio by The Cramps.  I did post a YouTube of “What’s Inside a Girl” a long time ago so I won’t stream that one.

And one is “profane” as you will see by the title.  I generally tend to warn people so they won’t get their knickers in a knot if they click on the link for a song.