I wonder if J would approve of me pimpin' his wife?

Okay, now that I've got your attention, I am totally going to make someone blush. Are you ready? ;)

I have this friend--yes, in real life. I met her in college.. we had a bunch of classes together because we are nerds. (This is unfair because she is much cooler than I am, but it makes me sound like I am less alone in the world of nerds, so, sorry Glenna!) I have mentioned her before. If you follow the link you will note that I mentioned how she told me about an upcoming job posting where she worked--well, guess what? I have that job now. So Glenna, who was a random email friend who I hadn't heard from in about two years when she let me know she was reading my journal, is now one of my coworkers, so you could say that my writing got me a job, right? That sounds pretty cool when I think about it.

She used to say that she wished she had time for journaling, but she was working sixty hours a week and planning a wedding and she didn't have a computer at home. I honestly cannot imagine a computer programmer without The Internet at home, but she said, among other things, that she needed to make sure she had time to spend with her puppy dog, since she was already gone so much during the day Isn't that the sweetest thing you've ever heard? So, even though she created her journal (starrflowerr, with a code generously donated by blookum back when you needed codes) a long time ago to read friends-only posts from the Yayer household when it was still located in Morehead, she never really got into posting. Well, now she's married, and she quit her second job (finally!) and they bought themselves a computer for Christmas and so I've been dutifully nagging at her ever since I found out to start writing. (Sound familiar, anyone? I have nagged at least three people now into journals.) Since she caved in and has now posted twice in two days, I must have won. Yay! Hopefully she'll get into the swing of things shortly and it'll become a addiction habit for her like it is for the rest of us.

Okay, so anyway, Glenna is really a nice person, and I think that you should all add her to your friends list because she totally reads your journal anyway but is too shy to start adding friends and leaving comments because she's a little afraid that you'll think she's crazy for talking to you when you've never met her. She's been reading my friends list for two years. You probably don't have a more loyal reader. Sometimes, we sit in the break room and talk about what's going on in the world of LJ (when she's not cracking jokes about fuzzy pink thongs, of course) and I think we have mentioned all of your names at some point or another (positively, of course.) She still asks about the well-being of those of you who have gone friends-only (like courtesy, stephbairey, ozswede (who happened to be a particular favorite of hers.) See, I told you she's been reading for a long time.. ya'll haven't posted much publicly in quite a while. Do you have any idea how fun it is to have a friend at work you can call to say, "hey, Dooce is gonna be on ABC World News tonight* if you want to watch it."? Well, it rocks, alright, and she will be an excellent friend. Go on, do it. You know you want to. Journal name again for your convenience: starrflowerr. (By the way, she seems to be on the same server as me (filetmignon, of all the stupid things to name a server) and so her journal may be experiencing crappiness for a few days.)

Alright, I'm done being sappy now, and must go pay the bills and try to muster the energy to do our taxes. Well, actually, I'm probably not going to do either of those things, but instead sit on the couch and knit, but I can always pretend that I do worthwhile stuff in the evenings. (Not that it's evening anymore, either, since I couldn't post this last night. Keeping my fingers crossed for this morning when I push the "post entry" button...)

*Yes, I watched it, although I was also forced to sit through long minutes about social security budgets (synopsis: prescription medicine costs a lot of money; democrats pissed, republicans pissed) and iraq (more american soldiers killed, as well as a [reporter? missed that part] and his three-year-old son) and HP's female CEO getting fired, but not for her website and that segment really depressed me because they pointed out that 493 of the top 500 positions in the country are held by men, but also, this lady probably was fired because of her lack of success at making money than her ability to wear stockings and a bra in a socially-acceptable manner.) But as far as Heather B. Armstrong goes, she talks exactly like I imagined, and I (dork) knew (dork) just (dork) what (dork) she (dork) was (dork) typing (dork) when they filmed that clip of her writing on her website, which I found oddly intriguing.

Anonymous thank yous

See, I thought that this comment was really cute when I read it today while working very very hard and not goofing off on the internet at all. I thought it was someone who was referring to me being able to post this morning, and it made me giggle, wondering which of our dear friends logged out just to post that.

But! But but but! Today, when I got off work and did my errands and ate dinner and came upstairs, I had an email! From LiveJournal! And an anonymous person has gifted me with two paid months of LJ time! *beam* And really, totally, made my day.

So, anyway, I just want to say thank you to my anonymous benefactor. (I have always wanted a benefactor!) And did you see how I wrote this whole entry without mentioning even once that I am dying of curiousity? I am very proud of that.. makes me look much cooler than I am, and speaking as someone who recently participated in a detailed discussion on alternate uses for broken computer components because they are "pretty", I need all the help I can get.

*shmoo*