My Blogging Consistency Amazes Me.

Veganism....Down the drain.

Writing....Staring Down the Toilet.

Cleanliness...."A" Plus!

I'm distracting myself with keeping things organized around the house, and sticking with a cleaning schedule. Making our place look like a home and all that good "perfect domestic partner" hoopla.

We just bought a tv, and...I don't know what to do with it. I keep staring at it, hoping it will tell me to 'play a videogame' or 'watch a cheesy chick flick' or 'pop in some porn' or something, but nothing. 

I'm finally beginning to realize that inanimate objects don't talk back, nor do they give you ideas. This observation also explains why my random profanities shouted at Office Machinery doesn't seem to work too well, and why when I'm working on my novel(s), it never finishes my chapters for me. 

The beau is working late nights, leaving me to my imagination. The good girl in me would be writing right now, but the bad girl in me wants to surf the web for all types of debauchery. 

But I'm off to a good start...I have a notebook open to a fresh page sitting on the coffee table next to me. There's a pen ready and everything. 

And hey, I'm blogging in here, aren't I?

The beau and I started a website, and I'm supposed to be posting something by the end of the week about Health and Wellness and stuff. Still in the brainstorming phase, but I haven't written anything credible since my senior year of high school, so I'm a little rusty on the journalistic aspect of writing. I'm sure everything I learned will come rushing back to me soon enough...

*But I'm not holding my breath*

So I happened across the walkway to my neighbor's apartment to use her phone, and I was admiring her Modernized Candelabra wall decor. 

She says, "Really? You can have it."

I replied, "Uh--what? Oh, I was just saying--"

I really didn't think I was salivating over it (well, maybe a little bit), but how do you say no to free wall goodies?

So at her insistence ('I want to put up more photographs, anyway') I nabbed it. I intend to clean it up and place it on the wall to complement our 'soon-to-be-assembled' brand new 6 piece dining table set. 

Now that we've decided we're going to stay here another year, we're slowly making our apartment a little cozier. The topping on the cake is going to be when we get a KITTY. Because Pusher of Pens LOVES KITTIES. And Pusher of Pens will be very ANGRY if loving beau decides against getting a KITTY. Loving Beau has been warned. ;-*

And now to go surf the web mindlessly and feed (or worse, develop) my ADD. 

~Pusher. Of. Pens.~