Total Fiction, and all of it true.

Okay so I mostly just wanted a spiffy title. There really isn't anything literarilly fantabulous going on here. Literarilly, not Literally.

Literarilly
adv: with respect to literature or writing; "literarilly speaking, this excerpt is extremely engaging, though somewhat lacking in bohemiaristic subtextualizations."

Not much has happened of late, but I haven't been bored either. I killed my computer, almost a year to the date that I killed my last computer. The newspaper-type-entity at school published an article I submitted, and I'm now thoroughly ashamed for various reasons. My computer turned out to be fine, and it was the monitor that had succumbed to somber death. I "failed" a math test. I did well on a math test. The manager at work called me weird. Actually it was more involved than that.
I was shelving stuff that was in a cart, with one leg up on the cart and bending down sort of yoga-like to put things on the pegs. It feels good, since I'm in my feet a lot and we aren't technically allowed to sit down. Plus, it makes the monotony a little more challenging and is fun. Anyway, Guido* made a comment along the lines of "Look at that? Who does that? That's not normal!" Andre the Manager says, "I resigned myself a long time ago to the fact that nothing she ever does is normal." They then watched Guido demonstrate my other one-foot technique, with one knee bent and the foot resting on the other knee. He couldn't do it very well, so I demonstrated myself.
It was decided (as it had been multiple times before) that my attitude is something along the lines of "Hey,*spins* I'm Sonya. *shrugs, one foot in air* F*%# you." Guido actually did a little physical accentuation on that one.
And the article. I submitted it in three sizes, so that I could get an estimation of the size desired for something else I was supposed to write. It's true, I offered to write something about that, er... subject... if it was needed. Anyway it was a funny little thing about some of the horrendous stuff I've seen here but was not something I expected to see in the paper. Oh well. I consider it fair play since I was a wee flakey. Mostly I was struck by the burning need for a copyeditor. Honestly. I wish I had the get-up-and-go for that sort of position, because I certianly carry a decent (though by no means perfect) gramatical torch.

*all names have been changed. Not particularly to protect them, but because it is fun.

-- G 'Bye, Sonya --

. ( 6.4.06 ) .