I'm not on many lists and on most of them, the other members wish I'd leave (I appear to be on the depressive side of my minor M-D problem. I really hate menopause.) but I stay there, stubbornly refusing to be run off by the combined hatred of everyone in the neighborhood. *

But sometimes I wonder why.

No one talks on these lists. What I need is an alias and one of those giant, impersonal, high-traffic lists where I can post rude remarks to people I don't know and don't care about. Then I'd have some e-mail!

Smarty McPants, I'd call myself. And if someone argued with me, I'd yell, "Pants! Pants!" at them, which doesn't mean anything but would have the effect of confusing everyone until I made my escape.

Or...I could just do some work, but I'm not really in the mood.

In other news, an objective analysis** of the SEN has determined that it's unsalvageable, so I'm now free of the stress of trying to turn it into readable text and I'm feeling cheerful about that. I'm not sure, yet, what I'll try next. If anything. My failure to turn that mess into anything worth reading has rather shattered my illusion that the ideas I had for Sentinel or DS would make decent stories.

If I'm just going to sit here and blog all day, I should just give up and go home. But I can't. I have lunch plans.

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* In case there's anyone here who doesn't know me, I'd like to point out that I almost never encounter anything but kindness, tolerance, understanding, intelligence, and humor on any of my lists. It's just that I see no reason to let facts get in the way of a good whine.

In case there's anyone here who does know me, I should point out that owing to A Certain Person's bad influence, I'm back on the diet.

When I said, "after the holidays" I meant after them, which, by my count means next week and I am thinking about doing just that...starting next week.

No one is making me diet (other than that part of my brain which can't resist occasionally measuring my butt and going, tch-tch) but I lack the nerve to sit and eat potato chips in front of someone living on yogurt and bits of fish. I have been shamed into dieting and I'm going to stock up on Sekrit Food in my bedroom and I'll sit in there all evening every evening and eat things.

** I woke up this morning and decided.