Night Thoughts
Gah. I just killed what I think was a “kissing bug.” They look like stink bugs only longer. (And when I squashed it, it smelled like perfume of all things.) So now I’m sitting here wondering if this thing I thought was a pimple on the end of my nose is actually a kissing bug bite, and does that mean I’m going to die of Chagas disease. So I’m just sitting here thinking that it would be hilarious (no, not really) if I came down with a serious disease after a lifetime of pretty good health in the Age of Obama and his magical unicorns. I really don’t want that—I don’t want to join the nation of sickies we seem to have become, obsessed with something called “health care” which means “money to pay for all the drugs and doctor visits and things shoved up our butts” which is apparently the fate every American has to look forward to. Include me out, I hate going to the doctor and can’t be more bored with the thought of my personal health.
I think it’s just a pimple, though.
Just a reminder I’m having a bleg, rather urgent—I’m feeling just a bit of despair about my chances in the job market. I am having increasing difficulties thinking of ways to “sell” my talent and experience when apparently I don’t have anything anyone wants. Yeah, gloom. Anyway, thanks to anyone who donates—every little bit helps. At least I need enough to put on my phone account so I can call the funemployment people and wait on hold for an hour.
I’ve also reached a kind of mental impasse in my plans for my future web presence. My original idea was to just revamp this site over to Wordpress. That’s still the original idea, but… I find myself resenting having to do it using my current web “brands.” I am feeling increasingly alienated from “spleenville” and “twisted spinster” and all the rest of the stuff that once sounded so cute and snarky and clever, but now it just seems sort of stupid and childish. On the other hand, there are all these other people with the same name as me and if I went with my real name I’d disappear into a crowd. (On the other hand, when I do a search under “Andrea Harris” spleenville.com comes up second on Google.) But I just haven’t felt very splenetic these days. And on the other hand I certainly don’t want to buy yet another domain name—that would be stupid, considering I’m thinking I might have to dump the whole mess and go to a free service. I could always open up another blog on Wordpress.com. Their service has improved quite a bit even in the past few months. Eh, I don’t know what I want to do. Well, except get a job, get over this writer’s block, save enough money for my own apartment, be able to pay my bills, etc. I still feel like I’m floating in midair.
Changing names does keep your readership to a small but demented cadre; I’ve always found the sites easy enough but who knows how the more casual readers stumble upon the site. I wish you success at finding work; you’d be an asset anywhere.
Posted by (JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on 10/24 at 08:30 AMIf you got a ham license you could use your call sign as a domain.
Posted by McGehee on 10/24 at 02:40 PMWhat? Now you have to have a license to eat ham? What is this world coming to?
Posted by (JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on 10/24 at 03:11 PMJust my two cents: I’ve always sort of liked Twisted Spinster. Yeah, it’s cute but that’s okay and I think the main reason I like it is that no one uses the word “spinster” anymore and most people used to think of that as a negative but by using to describe yourself you’ve turned it into a positive and I like when people do that.
Posted by Lynn on 10/24 at 05:02 PMThat was my intention. Also it was a play on the name of that 80s rock group “Twisted Sister” who was one of the groups to go head-to-head—so to speak—with Tipper Gore during the PMRC nonsense. Hey, remember that? Back when a Gore was a liberal’s worst enemy? If only they had had Global Warming—Climate Change—TEOTWAWKI—back then, she could have gotten her album labeling motion put through on the grounds that really hot, sexy songs have a bigger carbon footprint than safe, clean songs.
But I digress… I do like the Twisted Spinster thing but I am somewhat tired of the whole “twisted” part. I’m not really twisted, just a little… eccentric. Yeah.
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