Carol's random babble

I think I got at angry at work as I have ever been. Not only did I have to stay late, but when I wanted to leave, I was told that I had to update the Web site before I could leave. Now, I know I have to update the Web site. I offered to do it in the morning on my way to church. No, that wasn't good enough. We were almost done with the paper, when I heard a call go over the scanner about a fire in Lehigh. I told the person on desk, who shall remain nameless. She sent the reporter on duty and the main photographer to Lehigh to get information and photos. Neither of them knew exactly where they were going, and took a long time to find exactly where the fire was. The front page was held back until after 11 p.m. when the deadline is 10:30 p.m. The reporter called back and gave a bit more information, while driving back to Fort Dodge. The person on desk (who was on the phone with the person who will be on desk on Sunday night) said that the reporter should go back and get as much info...

Okay, all join in ... The Llama Song here's a llama there's a llama and another little llama fuzzy llama funny llama llama llama duck! llama llama cheesecake llama tablet brick potato llama llama llama mushroom llama llama llama duck! i was once a treehouse i lived in a cake but i never saw the way the orange slayed the rake i was only three years dead but it told a tale and now listen, little child to the safety rail did you ever see a llama? kiss a llama on the llama llama's llama tastes a llama llama llama duck! half a llama twice the llama not a llama farmer llama llama in a car alarm a llama llama duck! is it how it's told now? is it all so old? is it made of lemon juice? doorknob ankle cold now my song is getting thin i've run out of luck time for me to retire now and become a duck. Happy Thanksgiving!

and so, apparently, is Yasser Arafat. Speaking selfishly, from the standpoint of someone who works at a newspaper, the whole "he's dead," "he's not dead," "he's in a coma," "he's not in a coma," "okay he's really dead now" thing has been wearing on the nerves. Every night we were checking on updates to make sure that if he really died, we could get it in the newspaper. The Associated Press had stories saying he was dead last week. I remembered back to the early days of SNL, when they did the news and would say, "Generalissimo Francisco Franco is still dead." Apparently I'm not the only one to think of this.

So, the HP has been running a little noisy lately - just enough to notice. Saturday, Kent was on and the computer had an illegal operation. When he restarted, it just went to the HP screen and wouldn't boot up. I was worried about personal information like genealogy, and photos that are on the hard drive and can't be replaced. So we went to Rent-A-Center and rented an IBM. It was previously rented. It had problems from the beginning - Norton Antivirus kept popping up and saying it was killing viruses. Well, how did all these viruses get on there when we just got the darn thing? Kent couldn't figure out how he could download and install programs - I figured out how to set him up as a computer administrator. It's our first experience with Windows XP. So, this morning, Kent woke me up during my nap to tell me he got out computer running. Lovely. I went back to bed. When I got up just before noon, he had taken the IBM back to Rent-A-Center and brought back a new-in-t...

I foolishly stayed up past midnight. I started my NaNoWriMo novel - got 204 words so far and decided to go to bed and work on an outline in the morning. Messed around, checked my gmail and found an email from Chris Baty that was sent to everyone who signed up for NaNoWriMo. The email suggested updating your profile, so I got started on that. I don't have a siggy line, so I started hunting for one. Started out at coolsig.com, then did a search on one of the quotes. Found a couple of sites with that quote and then found another that I'm using. Put that in my profile. Turned off the computer (which is starting to make funny noises that concern me). Went to the bathroom and suddenly remembered that Cayla wanted a particular outfit washed so she can wear it to school tomorrow. Duh. Started a load of laundry and turned the computer back on. The thing I want to do most right now is go to sleep, but no ... I have to babysit the laundry and make sure it gets in the dryer. Our washer isn...

It's 1:43 a.m. Saturday. The wind is picking up. There's a wind advisory until 4 p.m. Great. Hope I get to sleep when I finally go to bed. Kent has decided to go visit some friend of his in Canada. Some Internet friend. Allegedly a male. Whoop-ti-do. He's going to buy his bus ticket next week, then go the following week. Doesn't matter what goes on here - the fact that I work evenings and even if I can get Mom or my nieces to babysit, I would be bringing the girls home late and disrupt their sleeping habits doesn't matter. Just lovely. I haven't prepared my Sunday School lesson yet. I'll do that after I get up. I have to remember to go into work a bit earlier because I have to make sure a fax gets sent by 5 p.m. I was watching an episode of Farscape - Home on the Remains - the other night and a commercial for Claritin came on during the show. Wow - talk about synchronicity . There was a "Fall Festival" at church - Friday night, tonight...

I taught my second Sunday School lesson today. I've come to the realization that I may experience stage fright on a weekly basis as long as I'm teaching. Fun. I've signed up for NaNoWriMo . I have no idea what I'll write about, but I've started a blog about it. So, we'll see how that turns out. (Update: I've delected the blog because there wasn't that much to it and I didn't get very far on the novel. Oh, well, there's always next year.)