Friday, April 23, 2010

Changes in the wind.

Emily just crushed an altoid and snorted it. She is in pain. It's just another day in the newsroom.

At least the sun is shining today...but the wind is blowing like it came straight from Gehenna. It is Oklahoma, after all.

I'm at a loss for blogging material these days. Seems there's a mood that has hit the newsroom over the last month or so, and the silly-happy factor has taken a nosedive.

On a happier note, the summer solstice is a mere 59 days away.

Friday, April 16, 2010

Who drugged the journalists?

Tame newsroom today for a Friday. I just asked my people to give me something to blog about, and Michael fake punched me and said "Blog about this!" Now he's sitting at his computer, sighing and making raspberries. (fart noises)


Emily is over there singing a really interesting version of "Aint No Sunshine"....Jeff left to cover a soccer game, and who knows where Josh went.

It's raining and bleak outside today, so we're a little more sedate than normal. I still have the lung plague...and earlier today my computer caught a really nasty virus and a computer fixing guy had to come rid it of more than 200 bugs. Wow.

I'm sick of my 1200 calorie per day diet already. I have to go to Prom tomorrow night. Cranky.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Someday we WILL grow up. But not today.

OK, here's another supremely immature blog, but Emily (Editor), Josh (reporter) and I were laughing until we were in tears. The mood began when I put the Trololo guy on the computer, then Emily threw a candy heart at me and I missed the catch. I sort of frolicked across the newsroom to retrieve it, and at the same time I bent over to pick it up Josh made a giant PHH-T-T-T noise (he was reading something on his computer) and Emily thought I had just released a very large amount of gas. She cracked up and I didn't know what was wrong with her for a minute...then she was all "THAT was AWESOME!!!" and practically falling out of her chair, laughing.

I kinda had to be there...but it was one of those laugh til yer mascara runs moments in the newsroom.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Wanda's wigs.

I get really confused about what day it is sometimes. In the newsroom, today for instance, it is Thursday. We are working on Thursday's paper, which will be printed tonight and distributed in the morning. We talk and act like it's Thursday. It's Wednesday for most other people. And everyone knows, Wanda the Witch always Washes her Wigs on Windy Wednesdays. But Thursday is still one of my favorite days. I mean...REAL Thursdays - not newsroom Thursdays.

Today was my last day of steriod medication. Probably a good thing.
And I think I'm finally just about ready to have a boyfriend.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Steroid Dreams.

Emily said that one day when I went home sick before the front and jump were proofed, they found one of my stories contained a funny misspelled word: TOOTPASTE. Ha ha ha! Boy, have we gotten some mileage out of THAT one!

I still have the plague. The steriods the doctor prescribed are making me have the WEIRDEST, most vivid, crazy dreams EVER! I kinda like it. Last night I dreamed I was planning the most amazing expense spared. My daughter was my maid-of-honor, and she and the bridesmaids had these EXQUISITE dresses that looked a lot like what Glenda the Good Witch of the North wore in the Oz movie...the cake had about 27 tiers, all covered in floral fondant...and giant bubbles filled with small, sparkling butterflies filled the church. Everyone was assembled for the nuptuals (I think my parents had funded the whole ordeal) and just as things were about to begin, I realized I didn't even have a boyfriend...little alone a bridegroom. Ha ha ha ha!!! What on earth was MY BRAIN THINKING????

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Bad Writer

I have a nasty bug. And we have a long day in the newsroom because today is an election day and we're holding the press. Emily just went on a sno-cone run, thank heavens, but she tells me they don't have malted milk flavored sno-cones. I am craving malted milk. It's weird.

I also keep smelling rosemary. Which isn't bad, because I love that smell. Why I am smelling it off and on is a mystery however.

It's silly for me to try and blog when I'm sick. It just doesn't make sense. If you think this is bad, you should see my stories today...

Friday, April 2, 2010


I drank one of those five hour energy thingys about an hour ago, after eating a piece of pinapple upside down cake and I'm about to attach myself to the ceiling and crawl around like those creepy old people in the third installment of The Exorcist.

It's Friday in the newsroom and we have all been in and out all day. Michael got a haircut and now he looks about 14 years old. My leggings are losing their elastic around the waist so I keep having to pull them up. Jeff is explaining the intricacies of gold stars and generals. I need to go home and run around my house about 40 times.

Thursday, April 1, 2010

All Quiet on the Southwestern Front

I have eaten so many ranch flavored sunflower seeds my tongue hurts. We have been busy in the newsroom...things always pick up in springtime then summer is lazy and slow.

Since we've been busy today, nothing really amazing has happened. Michael has been well-behaved except that he's sitting over there popping his gum really loud. Jeff has been quiet and Emily has been catching up from her two day break. Josh has been in and out and rather quiet as well.

Now I have a wedding cake flavored sno-cone to eat. I swear I am fatter than a cow right now. No vices, no men....equals a very fat (but happy) Jules.