Ok I don't know what to say. Well first is that it is 2:24 in the morning and I am wide awake. And bored. My life is so up in tha air right now it is not even funny. Everything is "ABOUT" to happen. We are about to get a house. Chloe is about to potty train. I am about  get a promotion to key-holder. (If Brian ever leaves) (I love you Brain and no I am only half wishing you would get gone. I need the $$$ and the Hours but I will miss you)

I am re-reading The Name of the Wind. I love it just as much now as the first time.

God. I wish May would hurry up and get here.  Every thing hapens at the end of May.

I just had a "mommy moment" I was typing and complainging and I heard my son cry. I find it amazing that even with only a quiet wimper I can tell who it is crying. I can pick my kids voice out of a croud of other crying kids. Anyway I go in his room and he is tossing and turning from a nightmare. I put my hand on his back and say "It's ok baby mommy's right here." Still asleep he turns too my voice and snuggles down in his bed and drifts of peacefully.

Ok I don't know what to say. Well first is that it is 2:24 in the morning and I am wide awake. And bored. My life is so up in tha air right now it is not even funny. Everything is "ABOUT" to happen. We are about to get a house. Chloe is about to potty train. I am about  get a promotion to key-holder. (If Brian ever leaves) (I love you Brain and no I am only half wishing you would get gone. I need the $$$ and the Hours but I will miss you)

I am re-reading The Name of the Wind. I love it just as much now as the first time.

God. I wish May would hurry up and get here.  Every thing hapens at the end of May.

I just had a "mommy moment" I was typing and complainging and I heard my son cry. I find it amazing that even with only a quiet wimper I can tell who it is crying. I can pick my kids voice out of a croud of other crying kids. Anyway I go in his room and he is tossing and turning from a nightmare. I put my hand on his back and say "It's ok baby mommy's right here." Still asleep he turns too my voice and snuggles down in his bed and drifts of peacefully.

Ok so I'm kinda pissed. I was supoesed to get (maybe) asst manager at work. But then my buthead dm decided that we don't need two asst managers. Wich I know is reasonable, and I (grudgenly) agree. But still. I had my hopes.

Allan Gilbreath is coming to the store the first Saterday in May. His Publisist called Nora yesterday to confeirm.

I have a very slim chance of going to see P!nk when she comes to Memphis. My friend has tickets and said I might can go. I will kiss him if I do get to go. I LOVE P!nk. I hope she sings Missunderstood.

I um.. uhh...forgot.

Oh yea. Chloe is potty training now. She came up to me the other day wand was like "mommy I wan pannies go potty" I was like "ok" So I had to go to Walmart yesterday and buy the works. Potty seat, pullups, the thick panties, plastic pants, toddler tp, toddler hand soap. I spent like $40 on her to potty train. But hey thats life. Now I just have to deal with cleaning the carpets every other day because she pees everywere.

Brooke is reading realy well. I had her read one of her ready to read books to me earlyer and she was able to do it with almost no help from me.

I am realy proud of all my babys.

Evan and Chloe though have been at each others throughts and I don't know what is going on there.

Ok well I am about to go watch  Bones. I love TV ON DEMAND

Oh speaking of demand all my fellow Memphians go to my page and "DEMAND IT" for Pat and Sherri.

Love to all.

Ok so not many of you know this. Ok only Jami knows this. But still some of you may know because I have written you and you have guessed. OK so know one actualy paid any notice of me. And Jami probly dosn't know unless she thinks realy hard.

I have been writing local authors asking them to come to my store (Walden Books)(I don't own or run the thing just work there) To do book signings and such.

Why? Why am I harrasing these people who probly have better things to do? The answer is simple. I want to meet them. Mostlikly I don't read what they write and never will. But they are authors and I have a good excuse to meet them. Why meet them if I don't like or read there work? Once again because they are authors, writers, artist in there own right.

I get bored with the world in general. Same old arguments, same old come-backs. But writers, writers have a difrent view of the world. Be they song writers, poetry, story, book, (yes storys and books are two diffrent catigories) or music. They have a unic way of looking at things. They see it thou the eyes of artist.

I find my self able to relate to artistic people better than normal people. I don't know. Mabey deep down I am a writer who just has no real talent. I did write a book once. Co-wrote actualy with my best-friend Jami. It was a trashy teen romance novel. We were 14 I think. We actualy worked on it on and off for about 3 years. I don't know were it is now. I hope she still has it. Of cours it was crap. But I wouldn't trade it for all the autographed books in the world.(and if you know me you know that is saying something) We basicaly wrote down our adalesent wet dreams. But it was fun. I don't remeber having that much fun in a while.

Mabey one reason I enjoy the company of these people is because they tend to understand me better than most. They understand (or at least don't mock) my exentrisitys. Like when I get bored I tend to walk around a room. Just pace around it. If someone is with me I talk to them while I do this. It is relaxing to me somehow. The constant movement.

Besides that Authors are just intresting to talk to. Or mabey it is just the fact that I like to meet new and difrent people and authors are the most understanding and patint with me. I am curious by nature and it just seems to me that authors have unlimeted information on at least the subject they write on. If not many subjects. So in talking with them I can alwase learn something new. Something intresting.

Let me tell you about some of the authors I have met on myspace the past couple of weeks.

I'll start with Lillie Lemier. She is a loving mother and wife. Sweet as can be, and a lovley woman. She named the main Caracter  in her book after her daughter. While her writing form (in my opinion) has a lot of room to grow, her story line (the hart of any book) is very good and promises to be a wonderful series. She has a good imagination, and a lot of promise. Her husband is an author to thou I have yet to talk to him.

Next is Allan Gilbreth. He is an award winning author. I can tell he is pround of his work and acompishments but not vain about them. While most of our talk has centerd around buisness I can tell he is a very nice man  and thou I plan to read his books I haven't yet had the privlage, so I can't make a coment on his writing skill except to say that he has won award for his work. And I do hope to talke with him as friends talk and not just about work.

Then you have Patrick Rothfuss. He is a nice guy, funny, and charming. I hope that we can become good friends eaven thou he lives so far away. He just published his first book, a fantacy. And if I didn't know it I would swear he had been writing for a while. His book is wonderfully writen, and realy draws the reader into his world. I normaly read nothing but romance  but decided to branch out. His is the first fantacy I have read since Tolken and while unfair to compare the two (not just because it would be like comparing a master to and E'lir (refrence to Pats book) but because the story lines are so diffrent) I will say that I have enjoyed Patricks book just as much and can't wait for his next one.

OK I think I am about all out of talk for now. If I ofended any one.. Well.. All I can say is sorry you took it that way.

My Love To All

Stefanie

PEOPLE WHO SHOULD BE PHASED OUT

• A celebrity couple who adopt a Third-World baby and call it Rain Forest
• Old people who tell me what the weather used to be where they used to live
• Actors who drive race cars.
• Athletes and coaches who give more than 100 percent

You know the good part about all those executions in Texas? Fewer Texans.

I enjoy young people because they're really fucked up and don't know what they're doing. I like that. I support all fucked-up people regardless of age.

THINGS I'M TIRED OF

I'm getting' tired of guys who smoke pipes. When are they gonna' outlaw this shit. Guy with a fuckin' pipe! It's an arrogant thing to place a burning barrier between you and the rest of the world.

TOO MANY PEOPLE

There are too many people. Period.  There  have always been too many people. From the beginning. If these diaper-sniffing Christian babymongers would stop having so many of these cross-eyed little kids, maybe the rest of us would have a chance to spread out and have a little fun.

In that book Tuesdays with Morrie, Morrie Schwartz had Lou Gehrig's disease. But what isn't generally known is that because of a mix-up at the hospital, Lou Gehrig had Hodgkin's disease, Hodgkin had Parkinson's disease, and Parkinson had Alzheimer's disease. Unfortunately, Alzheimer couldn't remember whose disease he had. He thinks it might have been Wally Pipp.

TOO MANY PEOPLE

Excess Children waste our natural resources. If this society want me to conserve energy, it had better get some of these child-worshiping religious fanatics to stop having five, six, or seven babies. When they do that, I'll start turning off the lights. And yes, I know the fertility rate is down. Good. It should go down even further. Every family should be allowed half a child. If that.

What  About these
cretins at the airport gift shop who think somehow they're at the Mall of
America? It's an airport! I'm standin' there with one newspaper and a pack of
gum; I gotta get to my plane. Why dose the genetic defective ahead of me choose
this moment to purchase a complete set of dishes and anew fall wardrobe? What
is this, fuckin' Macy's?

The only difference between lilies and turds is whatever difference humans have agreed upon; and I don't always agree.

GUYS AND DOLLS

Here's all you need to know about men and women. Women are crazy, and men are stupid. And the main reason women are crazy is that men are stupid.

I don't let people drive at my speed. If I see some guy in the next lane keepin' pace with me, I slow down. I let that asshole get a little bit ahead, so I can keep an eye o him. I like to know who I'm drivin' near. In fact, quite often at a red light I'll ask for personal references. You can never be too careful.

GUYS AND DOLLS

If you don't think men are stupid, check the newspaper. Ninety-nine percent of all the truly horrifying shit going on in the would was initiated, established, perpetrated, enabled, or continued by men. And that includes the wave and the high five, two of history's truly low point.

I can identify my periods of heavy cocaine use by the years in which I have no idea who was in the World Series or the Super Bowl. Bliss.

Haven't we gone far enough with colored ribbons for different causes? Every cause has its own color. Red for AIDS, blue for child abuse, pink for breast cancer, green for the rain forest. I've go a brown one. You know what it means? "Eat shit, motherfucker!"

GUYS AND DOLLS

Besides knowing that men are stupid, it's also important to remember that women are crazy. And if you don't think that women are crazy, ask a man. That's the one thing men aren't stupid about; they know for sure, way down deep in their hearts, that women are straight-out fuckin' nuts.

Ok here I go, and don't tell me to shut up cuz I wont. I'll just scream "DON'T WANA" and kick you in the shin.

I am soooooo bored it isn't eaven funny. I can't eaven consentreate on a book. I have opend 3 dr pepper cans and sat them down just to loose them. I don't know if my kids snached them of what but I keep wasting them anyway. My 2 smallest children Evan (2) Chloe (1) have decided it is fun to strip necked and piss everywere. But at least when Evan dose use the potty he stands to piss. And unlike every other man on the face of the planet he usualy remebers to put the seat down. Now if I could just get him to flush after he takes a poop.

I was at work today and started. Yea you know what I mean when I say "started". I didn't have so much as a pad and couldn't eaven run to walgreens cuz Jeremy had the bank card. (sharing a bank card sucks. He needs to let me have my own.) So I had to stuff folded papertowles in my underwere. (Thank God I actualy wore them. A mirical I know.) I was crampy, bloded (in tight jeans) and moody. So of course we were busy and every costomer that passed me had to ask some stupid assinine question. BIG sticker with the price on the back and stupid bitch has the nerve to make me stop what I'm doing and tell her the price, because she can't be botheered to turn the book over. I hate people I swear I do. I want to make a short list (very short) of the few ppl I like put them in a shelter, and then nuke the planet. Destroy everyone who is to stupid to live.

Ok smoke break

OK I feel better now. On to the good stuff. My life is going realy good right now. Jeremy put a bid in on the house we want and we hope to hear from them soon. It is a realy nice house in a gated comunity and I don't have to have a hartatack every time the kids want to go outside to play. The neighbors seem realy nice too. And there were lots of kids for mine to play with. I am nervis as hell cuz I have an interview this week for asstant manager thou I don't know exactly when the interview is but I hope to find out tomarow. I love my job (well except for the costomers).

I have met some realy nice authors on myspace and hope to have them do books signings at the store so I can meet them in person. Allan Gilbreath (award winning buy the way- Congrats again Allan) is a local and said he would love to come by. So his pr person is suposed to call my boss Nora this week. I realy hope they get the details worked out soon. And I have made friends with Patrick Rothfuss. Well we have only been talking a week but he is realy cool and I like him and I hope we are friends or at  leat grow to be. He has exelent tast in movies. I never met anyone else who has seen "The Last Unicorn" I don't think Jami has even seen it. We will have to put it in next time she is home. God I miss Jami. My shower buddie. Anyway Patrick is a great guy and a great talent. I am reading his book right now and it is soooo good. Of course I can't actualy bring it home with me on acount I can't buy it on acount is streat dated. But I am sneaking peeks in the back room when I am on my breaks.  At home I still have my romance of course. Right  now I am reading  Susan Elizabeth Phillips. I love romance with a sports them. Vampiers and Athelets get me everytime.

Funny how my husband is the exact oposite of every thing I find aluring in a man. He is over wait, hates reading, and going out (unless it is to hang out at his friends hous and drink) And all he dose when he is at home is work on (he has a side business repairing computers) the stuip computer or sleep. We sometimes watch tv together but I bleave it is ficialy imposible for him to watch the same show for more that 6 minutes. He hates my music and I hate his. We have almost nothing in common. I could walk up to a random person on the street and find some one I have more to talk with about than I do him. But despite all that I can't see myself with anyone else. The thought of him not being there every day makes me cry so hard I get sick. I could never want to be with anyone else. I fantisize and day dream about the men in the books I read, but given a choice I would still chose my Jeremy.

OK I think that is all for now I was just bored and had nobody to talk to so I talked you. Whoever you are.

Have a good night.

God I am sooooo MAD! My friend Pat mentioned that David Bowie package is realy visable in the movie "Labryinth". So natch I have to watch it again just so I can see for myself. But now I can't find the dvd anywere. I own it I just cant locate it. And I realized that I am missing a lot of movies. ALL of my HP movies are gone. Just gone. I mean I have over 300 (yea I'm a movie junkie) and I need to get organized, but hey I have looked everywere. in every room. Literaly EVERY ROOM. Eaven the bathrooms incase my kids felt like an early death and got ahold of them. I am probly missing others a just havent realized it yet.