Cleaning House

Last week or so, I finally moved all my Diaryland entries over to LiveJournal and backdated them to the appropriate dates. I may go back and clean up some of the formatting and add some pictures, but it's unlikely to happen anytime soon. I'm just glad they're all in one place now. This past weekend we went to Sapphire Joust in Richmond. A few months ago, I had high hopes of this being a super cool event and the debut of my new and improved pavilion. But I came down with a case of life and a lot of the projects I had hoped to finish just didn't happen. I'm not sure if it was the abandoned projects, the heat, the absence of quite a few friends, or something else, but I was pretty cranky all weekend. I even took Friday off and was cranky all that day too. I wasn't the fun loving effervescent Genie that everyone knows and enjoys. I was pensive, moody, anti-social Genie. And I don't even like being around myself when I'm that way.

Even today, I've been in a bit of a funk. Snuggling the cat, snuggling the Puddin' and painting my toes and fingernails in Hello Kitty nail polish have been highlights of the day. But overall I've just felt very blah. I'm going to try prepping for some projects in the sewing room and maybe that will cheer me up.

My new goal is to have the pavilion ready for Assessments in July. I should have plenty of time to get it done and be able to not freak out about it. Fingers crossed ...

Looking for LJ friends ... in all the wrong places ...

I am a LiveJournal snob. I just went browsing around looking for interesting people who live in my area. There are none. Not a single one. I should note that I'm feeling a little cranky this evening so my restrictions were pretty tight. Things that would remove you from my potential friends list: - Your LiveJournal username has more numbers than letters or looks like a personalized license plate that only you and your circle of friends understand. - Your LJ icon is offensive. - Your user info says you were born before after (whoops) 1982 (give or take). Yeah, it's age discrimination, but I don't want to read about your ring dance or whether you failed your math test. - You can't type for crap. Or if you literally type about your or anyone else's l33t $k!11z.

So after filtering out those crazies, the only people on LiveJournal in my area are either in the Navy or obsessed with Jesus (I'm assuming at Regent University). One dude's name was something like "gunner4life". Yeah ... not my type.

So no new friends for me tonight. Everyone is stupid and ugly (present company excluded, of course).