I will never be with you

You there. Suggest a book. Suggest an author. Suggest a whole bunch of them. I may or may not read them, but I'm in that limbo area between books and authors I love. If you're a book geek, you know of the pain of which I speak. Namely your favorite authors have new books coming out, they just won't be out until later in the year. If you're a lot like me, they'll all be out at the same time, which means when they come out, you'll be good for awhile. Until then? Not so good. Go on. Suggest away. You know you wanna.

I'm tired, yet I'm awake. I ran out of actual sleepiness, I think. I got tired of contortionist sleeping around the kitty, and my back was killing me.

If I were a smart little chickadee, I would give it another half an hour, gather up my tax crap, fill that out nice and pretty, then do the other tax thing, again with the pretty, and then gather up the stuff for the bank in the morning. Again, both parts of that trip. I would then make my shopping list for Target and surrounding areas, and then I would shower and sleep.

I'm not always extremely intelligent.

So. Celeb-Pop-Culture-Snarky Types. Your cruel poll/betting pool of the whenever. Which will happen first? Nicole Richie's death [be it starvation, being blown away by a good strong gust of wind, Paris Hilton finally offing her, whatever. But the implication is that small children weigh more than she does] or Lindsay Lohan ending up in Rehab for whatever issues seem to plague her?
Thus far the two people I've asked have both said rehab.

The high holy list of things I'm waiting for in the mail:
- MJ
- prettiful wig from Olga
- 3 other prettiful wigs for Ainsley
- my MCR DVD & Tori single
- the nifty freebie that wasn't shipped with the MCR DVD and as of yet, has yet to be shipped. o_O
- Widget's book club package
- my new work pants


I'm fairly certain I've managed to forget something, but meh. I'll add it if/when I remember it.

[whinge] jennifae may be the nicest person ever [I do not know. I do not know her other than to covet the Purezza madness] but holy christ on a cracker, every week she's hawking something. And that's a slow week. o_O It's gotten to the point where if she posts about having gotten a new dolly love, I mentally calculate how long it will be before it shows up on the pullips community/various boards for sale, in pieces.

I will probably find out now that she gives all proceeds to charity, saves drowning orphan kittens from big old ducks, and always thought we were cosmic soul sisters and now she's going to pray for my soul or something.
  But every week? Numerous times a week? It's a bit much, y'know?

Apparently I have lost the federal tax stuff, so I need to add the library to my list of places to go for sure. Blah. Gathered most of the bank stuff, just need to figure out which notebook to lug it all around in. Also made my shopping list. Now I need to shower and do tax thing number two, but... I'm lazy.