It's exactly one year since I have switched over to a blog format. And since I started out by complaining, I'll do so again. (Well, I always have something to complain about but I don't always vent.)
I hate answering the phone. I don't hate talking on the phone, per se, but I'm always annoyed when it's for someone else because it reminds me of my lack of social life. Or maybe it's not a lack, really. Maybe it's just indicative of my roommates' hyperactive social life. I had to run up and down the stairs at least ten times yelling at my roommates to take the phone. And this was yesterday alone within the space of two hours.
Somebody needs to get a phone and plug it downstairs so I don't feel so bad ignoring the phone when I'm feeling quite perverse (and especially when the phone rings after midnight). And nobody should look at me when thinking about purchasing a phone. 99 out of 100, the calls are not for me.
Links: NaNoWriMo on NPR. All you Chris Baty fans can now swoon over his voice as well as those peppy e-mails he sends to all the Wrimos. Blog Sisters. I have no idea why I never noticed this site before. There's lots of interesting discussions pertinent to anyone although it's written only by female bloggers. No mushy stuff. I promise. The Waypath Project. I don't want to be pigeon-holed. Even if it's by an impersonal search engine.
