Alice hates ...

... postin' mai lifes.

Okay, all LOLcats aside, I'm blogging it UP. All over the place. You've gots your work blogs, your personal blogs, and your school blogs.

It's almost starting to seem like I like talking about myself...

Anyway, Matt properly reinspired me for my work blog today. What did he say? (Google Be Praised.) Oh yeah:

Waffles: Looking forward to more Rachael Q blogs at AZcentral
says the guy who can't get around to updating either of his web sites

me: Are you saying you are
?
Waffles: I am looking forward to more, yes.
me: Why?
You know what happens better than anyone.
You could almost write it.
Waffles: Cause... it's cool to see you writing for the Republic
or speaking for students for the Republic.
I like to read what you write.
me: I'll try to get to it today.

That's right, folks. I'm speaking for students. I am a VOICE. Feel the power...

So my goal is four times a week. Keep checking back! (In all seriousness, please. I need readers!)

The school blog isn't bad. It comes at the behest of my Favorite Professor of the Semester, American League. (That's a nickname, obv. And he never needs to know this.) We're to blog, two times a week, about an assigned media website.

And how much do I rock that Andrew gave me Slate.com? Seriously, he even gave it to me hesitently, saying if I had a better site, I could make an arguement. But I don't. I love Slate, in all seriousness. If you need to be convinced, check out this edition of the Explainer. Secret naughty bathroom sex codes? Consider them explained.

So, I'm looking forward to that.

Que mas, que mas?

I'm watching my beloved play Bioshock. Which, to be perfectly clear, is creepy as hell. He's got it turned up, too, so every now and then I hear refrains of music from the 40's, eerie voice rambling pseudo socialist proganda, and gun shots. The graphics are stellar, though, on the Xbox 360 he obtained this week.

Seriously, I could start a blog up about his life. I'll call it, Vicarious Life of a Beta Male. Or, Observations on a Life of a Beta Male. Report from the Natural Habitat of a Beta Male.

Oh, I'll share a snippet of a game we played this afternoon:

me: "Does he go by reporter?"
Waffles: tell him Data Reporter
Matt Dempsey, data reporter
4:29 PM Johnny Waffles, ass kicker
me: Matt Dempsey, Data Master.
Waffles: Master of All Data
Ace McShank, bitch smacker
me: Matt Dempsey, Excel Wizard
Waffles: Pretty much anything rocks after that comma
Matt Dempsey, Professional Kitten Petter
4:30 PM Matt Dempsey, Web Surfer.
Ace McShank, Farmer
me: LOL
Waffles: Ace McShank, Artificial Pet Owner
4:31 PM me: Ace McShank, Smiter.
Waffles: lol
This is like my word game I think
me: Yes.
Waffles: consistently and eternally funny
and amusing
and entertaining
4:32 PM me: Johnny Waffles, Goldfish masseuse
Johnny Waffles, Left Shoe Purchaser
Waffles: Goldfish Masseuse!!!
That killed me
4:33 PM <--- is trying hard not to be a spectacle of laughter on 8
me: Matt Dempsey, Number Cruncher
Ace McShank, Nearly Professional Blogger
4:35 PM Waffles: True
true
you are a professional blogger
if you actually blog for AZcentral that is
Matt Dempsey, Cruncher of Numbers
4:37 PM me: Matt Dempsey, Purveyor of Fine Car Smells
4:38 PM Waffles: Clearly
Rachael Quattrini, Cleaning Expert

That made me giggle.

We took Marcia T, Good Friend, to the Apple Store and dinner tonight. She purchased a new white Macbook, printer, and 20 gig iPod. All for about $1,600. With a $300 rebate for the printer. A good haul. Marcia, ever hesitant and ready to change her mind, even said she was feeling "kinda good" with the purchase, at dinner.

Really, in the bathroom, at dinner.

And this, really, should not be shared, but Marcia is the only person in the world that I pee with. Really. We make trips out of it, and usually use the bathroom bonding time to make horrible jokes and update gossip from the last few hours. We call it "racing".

And that's enough of that.


Really, I'm rambling a bit, but feeling accomplished that I put up a school post and a work post this evening, so I'll just kill it here and, hopefully, be back in the action tommorrow.

I have to try to see if I can get my boy to come to bed now.



Signing off,

Ace McShank, Nearly Proffessional Blogger.