Mmm, Strawberry-Rhubarb

so im sitting here, eating this sick "t.v." diner i just finished "cooking", while i screw around with the internet trying to get my msn to work and wondering what this cranberry apple "dessert" is really made of, when it occurs to me.

the internet sucks.

and so do mothers, i've concluded. no offense to all you motherly readers out there, i'm sure you're all doing a great job, but let me ask you one thing.

say your child has an extreme passion. they are truly interested in something, of harmless nature. say, it's perhaps writing... and well, they write every day, and they write novels, they want to grow up to be a writer... (etc.) maybe they write a three hundred page book that has taken them ages, like seriously ages to accomplish, they actually put thier mind to it and finished something they began... would you encourage them in all this? would you take the time out of your busy schedual to read what your child had wrote? would you not allow them onto the computer to type AT ALL during the week, even if they're not on the internet and not tying up the line?!

i have a passion. it's called my book. i call it my baby. and now the damn baby has been put on hold of it's due date for another year or so. i really truly thought i was going to pop that thing out, but noooooo. seems to me my mom stuck her hands up there and shoved it back in!!!

hey, that apple-cranberry thing was actually pretty good. hmm, kind of like a strawberry rhubard crumble, even though it included none of those ingredients.

soo, if i am permitted the pleasure of writting again, i will proceed to post chapter one A and chapter one B on my blog. im looking for some advice on which one you like more, there's this long and complicated story about why i have too, and im just too lazy today to write it out for you :)

and now i'm going to go and finish eating.