Maybe I don't read other people's blogs as much as I should... Because, blogs are going downhill without my gentle guidance...

First of all...Summer's blog. Hmm. Nevermind, that would take too long... Well, okay, I will say this... If you want a REALLY INTERESTING critique of what is wrong with every though Andrew Sullivan ever had, click here. Summer has always had unnatural fascination with this guy. I don't remember her ever being happier than when the "bareback" scandal broke... Summer has made a huge mistake by adding a site meter to her blog. Now she is depressed that she is far and away her most frequent visitor... Ah, if only Andrew would flame her...

Then, there is Dana!... I take issue with her analysis of my Internet dating success! I think it has been wildly successful!!!! I have met some very nice people who I would not have met otherwise. Geez, what do you people expect!? As Amy's blog shows, Amy signed up and quickly duplicated my experience of meeting a very nice and normal man who she enjoyed meeting. Ah, the joy of vindycation...

Why is it if ever I am not seen at work the minute I am expected, everyone assumes Sarah has not properly notified her employer and is most likely dead. It never seems to occur to someone that I might have simply called in sick. Am I so reliable that I have to be dead to not show up at work... Dana in particular seems to expect me to meet a bad end soon. Last time someone died around here, she feared ("feared" might be too strong of a word...) it was me.

And Shannon has spewed more rat hating vitriol on her blog...

An interview with Shannon...

Q: What is worse than being gay?
A: The Girl Scouts funding a organ transplant operation on a gay rat with money they raised from stem cell research with stem cells harvested from Harry Connick, Jr's aborted fetus.

Erm...maybe you had to be there...

She is probably going to make me delete this...

Oh, why do I have to live now and not then!!!!

The Longest Day...

As we all know, Sarah about 4 hours of mental energy in any given day. So, eek, the horror of the Sarah Saturday now... I must wake up at 7:30 and drive to my 9:10 class in Cincy. The class ends an agonizing four hours later at which time I have to drive directly to work and work from 2:00 to midnight. For those of you good at math, you might notice that the ordeal takes 16 hours. That is four times my allotted energy for the day!!!! Eek. So far, on day 1 of class, I had to go to a wedding so I didn't have to go to work. Day 2 - called in sick to work. Day 3 - went to work and begged co-worker who happened to be there to work from 8 p.m. to midnight for me and went home. Erm...hopefully I will have adjusted to the idea by week 4? It is pretty clear to me that I wouldn't have lasted a day in a concentration camp...

Guard one - Why does that one keep trying to sneak into the crematorium line?

Guard two - I don't know what she has against 18 hours of force labored. She obviously has energy to spare with that butt...

Ahh, the problems of being delicate...