I was awake from 1:30 to 5 last night. Just got up again, so I got about 6 hours all together, not bad. Haven't had a breakthrough that bad in nearly two weeks.

Nasty cold out there again. Promises to get worse for a couple of days.

Lotta little chores to work on today, lotta little things to grind thru, stuff I really hope is done with by the end of this month. Some are internet fixit chores, some are around my house organization fixit chores, some are minor writing fixit chores. First things first- roast into the crockpot, sheets into the washer, one more cup of coffee into the Pinky.

Last night's dreams were pretty cool. Xev and Red the M&M were blog bombing websites and waving to people from inside the blogs somehow. I first ran into them on the nurture and support site, which makes sense because I'd spent several hours yesterday rearranging widgets and rewriting link codes on my homemade clicky buttons for my right column on my yablo blog and that podcast site was one I had just linked. Only Red wasn't red, he was this weird black/white affect that was bluified, so he was like an antiquey blue/white. My head does neat things like that all the time. I'm one of those people who can interchange pieces and parts of visuals in my head like a computer does, and I can do all kinds of neat things with music, too. It's a shame I can't get any of it out in some way to share, it's all stuck up there. I'll never be one of those savant artists or musicians because it's all trapped. Best I do is photoshop stuff. This is one of the first things I ever made after I got internet.

Today is busy, hafta leave the house in a little bit and do things. I really cranked down last week, turned back into a writing machine. I know not to assume I can keep up the momentum, but it's glorious while it lasts. Even now I'm noticing little memory problems that I've lived with for years resolving little by little. I've lived every morning not being able to remember the morning before going on ten years now. That's probably why I'm so into blogging, I can look back and see my memories.

Plan today is pick up a few things for this week's meals while I'm in town, check my PO box, and maybe finish up the Walking Dead marathon in my DVR. I feel like I'm ahead since I did so much code work yesterday during football and already tagged 3 pieces for Monday Blogs this morning. Got hits immediately from doing that, so I know it works. I think today is all about having a fun, happy Monday.

Burrito alerts are like weather alerts, you jump on proactive maintenance before it gets here just in case the inevitable worst happens. When we get severe weather alerts I get all my laundry and dishes and cooking done up ahead in case we lose power. Likewise, we got the entire house vacuumed and all the dishes done and laundry folded and clothes on and hair washed by 8:30 this morning, even though we dragged out of bed at 7:00 from a very late movie the night before. I'm learning more and more as I go that the real superheroes on this earth are grandparents. I also feel powerful when I shop nowadays. When my own kids were younger we had to be frugal, and I'm very good at getting my money's worth. I'm understanding now the gleeful joy that grammas feel when they shop for burritos. It's a powerful freedom I used to only dream of.

I know, whoever shopped that pic should have at least covered up the name. That's Kai from Lexx.

This is the kind of day I don't plan a whole lot or toss whatever plans I have out the window. At some point today I hope to watch Dylan Knows and then Firefly, but our house doesn't have a single hallway with a distant room to escape to. It's one of those open energy saver floor plans where everything is right there around a main hub, so anything that goes on here we all share, unless it's something one person can wear headphones for, which still doesn't work very well here but has probably helped save this marriage many times. I have pictures of my tangles and piles of headsets scattered across various blogs and twitter and stuff- that's REAL. One year we had 8 headsets in this house, could be even more now. I still currently have 5, I think Scott has at least 3 counting his earbuds. Invest heavily in headsets if you want to save your relationship, lol. But my point is, you really can't do that with a burrito in the house. 

Gotta go. This song is extra funky when you use noise blocking headphones.

Today is floors, rugs are in the washer. Already shaking my head at windows and telling myself NO. I get the spring cleaning bug earlier every year.

To my growing list of internet chores I am adding 'categorize all my Lexx posts'. I was one of those kids who thrilled around the Dewey decimal system and usually know my local libraries as well as they know themselves. But that is ancient data storage. I wasn't thrilled about tags coming along on my blogs because they seem so unorganized. A 'tag cloud' looks like a mess, but surprisingly works really well. My best traffic comes in on tags. Now categories are sweeping through and that's what search engines look for, so I have a chance to super organize my content for the web crawlers. I actually enjoy mundane work like that, can hum a day away doing busy nothings without talking to a soul and be perfectly content, but I have so many chores like this stacking up that I can barely squeeze into my day that it's looking more ominous than fun now. *pressure*

So I do what I always do when I feel a bit overwhelmed, search the internet for Bradley derp.

Ok, I think I can get going now. Going to do something with chicken for supper, gotta get back on top of my kitchen and then tear it apart again doing something yummy like homemade rolls, late night movie tonight in chat, watching Firefly sometime this weekend with Dan and Holly, no other plans that I know of yet springing themselves on me like they usually do on weekends. *crossing my fingers* Here's hoping for a mindlessly fun day, especially after all the braining I did yesterday on my Dark Zone post.

56 views on my Walking Dead post in the first 19 hours. This one's going to be fun to watch.

Another stress dream, this one was all the SnarkAlecs worked at Kohl's and I went back to work there, had blown up into the size of the mall and was *shredded*. I spent my whole dream WORKING- cleaning out fitting rooms, retagging, slinging freight out, plus my breaks were screwed up. The good part was I found one perfectly pink towel and one cool pink throw quilt with awesome moving scenes like flowing rivers and Japanese trees waving in the breeze, both on a 75% red tag sale, but when I went to buy them on break I found out someone had stolen my wallet and I had to go in the back and put them on hold, except the back had turned into its own bazar of people milling around because Corporate was branching off into a multiplex of international offices. Somewhere in all that I finally got off work and had to help someone round up and catch escaped chicks with all kinds of cool feathering I'd never seen before. I don't know what chickens represent in my dreams, but they are often feathered so beautifully in the coolest patterns that I wake up and wonder how nature didn't invent that stuff.

So. Busy night. I'm bushwhacked, lol. Just glad it was work nightmares instead of something worse.

When I worked at Kohl's our store was the highest traffic store in the nation and they kept trimming floor staff until we were at a third of the crew that I started with when I was hired. I was very, very good at my job. When I left there and went to the Branson Christmas shops they had to completely retrain me because customer service there was so very different. We catered to the rich who would come in and see a 10 foot fully decorated tree and take pictures of it from every angle and then just purchase it, thousands of dollars of pricey collectible ornaments that had to be taken down and individually wrapped in paper and boxes. Was cool working there, but if I were rich I wouldn't waste my money like that. I'd more likely be paying off people's medical bills or something.

I'm getting nowhere fast today. Gotta stop spinning my brain in one spot and get it going on a project. All this rambling is a good sign that I might get a lot written today if I focus.