Friday, June 16, 2006

Sheeeeeessssssss'sssss Baccccckkkkkkk

Yeah, well, sort of.

There's a story, of course, but it's so incredibly

A. Boring
B. Lame
C. Unflattering
D. Pathetic
E. Typical

that if you know me you could probably just insert sundry stories of woe and misfortune here and fill it in for me; however, I'm sure that I'll get around to updating anyone who is in need of a serious pick-me-up (my life has a way of doing that for folks after all), but not tonight since it has taken me UNTOLD HOURS to figure out how to master the simple task of publishing this motherfucking blog via FTP on my stupid server-for-cheap-ass-stupid-people (and providing significant fodder for letters B-E on the list from above).

I've got about umpteen and seven blogs now, but they are spread across the blogosphere at the moment in different stages of collapse, disappearance or abandonment. I'm moving domais, changing hosts, etc. Not pretty. At all. I'm also trying to separate the different aspects of my blogging because I found that I was just NOT blogging on the old blog anymore because I had a weird hang up about mixing trashy topics with kids topics and back. I decided to use THAT domain/blog for kids' topics (when it is revived *cough* Imadumbass *cough*) so that I can have something that I wouldn't be embarrassed if they read or for my mom to see and such. Then I've started obsessively reading about autism and such, so I've started a blog about my Sammah. And there's other stuff. So that'll be separate. And this one will be for just the Kimmyish stuff. Links will be available, of course. Duh.

This is powered by the sucktacular Blogger, but I'm depending on Performancing via Mozilla to keep me from being screwed in that department. If everything goes as planned, I should be able to actually fix the things that I fuck up and be able to log in on a regular basis--we'll see. The best laid plans and all...there is a saying that goes like that, I think, isn't there?

I miss so many people. I feel as if I've been in a big ol' hole for about a year (waves to Buggy randomly). I need summery beverages, good stories, laughy things and a maid. I suppose I'll have to make do with three out of four, eh?

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