And wine, now that I'm off that awful antibiotic I am once again fortifying myself with large quantities of wine. That may be why I'm full of randomness as well.
My first little bit of randomness- I am technically challenged. Last night my wonderful friend Kathyrn from http://www.theinternalmakeover.com/, was talking to me on Twitter only I'm so challenged that to respond to each Tweet I had to run to the computer cause I can't figure out how to do it on my phone! Also, that whole inserting links into your post, Heather tried to help me but apparently I'm beyond help.
Also challenged and random, I bought a netbook so I could write from anywhere, but it seems that the version I purchased is possessed by Satan ( or maybe one of his minions, I know he's busy) because I will be engrossed in getting the next chapter of my book down when suddenly I find that my netbook has decided the sentence I'm typing really needs to go into the middle of the first paragraph. WTF? Satan, I'm sure you have better things to do with your time,leave me alone!
Second bit of randomness. I love yoga, it's like exercise for lazy people. Makes it perfect for me.
Third bit of randomness. My post from yesterday, well, I've gotten quite a bit of feedback and it seems that according to Playboy radio, there is a place online you can recycle your used sex toys. You know I had to check that out. The absolute best thing about the site? The pictures:
So not only can you recycle your dildo but they will give you a $5 credit so you can buy a dildo out of recycled material. Even for an earth friendly girl like myself, that's a bit much.
And my friend at work is afraid, God forbid, that something is going to happen to me and while cleaning out my house my family is going to find my carefully wrapped and duct taped vibrators and wonder how weird I really was. I told her they all read this blog so I'm sure they will make sure they get to the vibrators before Mo does so I dont' have to pay for therapy from the grave.
And my final bit of randomness, some of you should stop reading now, so don't say you weren't warned. Yoga always makes me have to poop. Is this normal?
Thanks for letting me pour this randomness from my head into your capable hands. I think you know what you need to do now. I'm going to bed!