Maybe next I'll get an e-mail from the Dalek Emperor, the Cyberleader or Russel T. Davies, ey?
So, here it is, after 10pm...wee hours in the morning for my UK friends...and I'm browsing through my e-mails one last time...eye-yi-yi! Some good ones from my friends..and, oh yes--I mean, oh no. More nutters again!
Got yet another e-mail regarding my blog. It's gotta' be bogus. five quid for me to tell how Dr. Who fans (and others) saved me from offing myself? Come on, do I really seem that much of an idiot? (Don't answer that.)
Anyway, instead of deleting the message this time, I e'd the person back (big hint that's it's a fake e-mail: no name given or name of publication) and told him--or her, to please go bother someone else, as I'm not in the proper mood for pranks right now. Hopefully, the kid (at least, I'd like to think it's not an adult) will go away.
Yeah, like I'm going to embarrass myself in a public newspaper--blog yes, newspaper, no. A gal's gotta' draw her lines somewhere. Not that I beleive for a second that this is a real reporter. I've worked press--real reporters don't work that way...the wording was very...unprofessional, and certainly, a reporter would leave contact info. That I know, as I've done a bit of reporting (in a small way) myself. Besides, who'd want to read a story like that? It's not news. Not in the sense that I'd call news, anyway. Kids!
Speaking of fake e-mails--got yet another e-mail that I've won a million..hey, at this rate, I can buy George Bush. No, really. Getting tired of the fake lottery e-mails. Wish these idiots would go dunk their lazy little minds in a bucket of dead herring. I mean, I must get two dozen a week--every week--since I've first gotten online. Forget about buying Dubya--I could buy the planet--the universe, even, by now.
Yeah, and an e-mail telling me I'll win a free draft horse size western saddle, if I do their survey--yeah, and the fine print: "must complete other offers on this site." Yeah, after I buy a couple of hundred dollars worth of useless junk...I get a "free" saddle. How stupid is that? For the same amount of stuff I'd spend on the "offers," I could probably buy a good used saddle at the local horse auction!
Anyway, I was reading the odd blog here and there, found a few that were quite entertaining. I especially liked an older brit blog, called: East End Life. Made me laugh. Almost makes me wish I was a gay man, ha-ha.
There's a lot of good blogs out there, especially my friend's blogs--whom I don't read enough of, I"m a bad girl. Found some good Dr. Who blogs and a nice horsey blog that was quite nice.
So, I'm off. I'm going to read that online Dr. Who book I downloaded a few weeks ago. Seems I have time now, to pursue it. Decided to give up writing for a bit...wait until I'm feeling better. It's not that my work would be any different, I've written under all sorts of conditions--last year, had to write a 5 page essay for college--all the while, while my mum was in major surgery for hours on end.
Ahhh! Bootsie (my large ginger tom) has decided to sit on the back of my chair..and plunked his big fat arse on top of my head, instead! Kind of hard to type with a cat's arse on one's head. Hope his fleas are all gone, ey? 
