Big Changes

I lost my blog guy (he was lots of other things to me too, but in terms of this blog…he was the blog guy AND he’s gone. See what blogging gets you! Karma, man, karma). So, you’ll notice some changes around these parts. The biggest change is that I don’t actually know how to do anything YET. The other change is that my blog moved. (It’s no longer on spidel.net for those of you who were confused by this before.) So currently, I don’t know:

• what my new feed is www.fanfrickingtastic.wordpress.com/feed Yay!
• how to get my old layout back New Layout coming soon. Thanks Oh! How Lovely! for referring me to Delicious Design Studio
• how i can have a subtitle: Pretty, Pink, and Powerful…yet have no pink on the blog or be able to properly operate my blog. (Thank god, I’m still pretty…or we would be in trouble on the subtitle front) Pink returns to the blog soon! Knowing how to operate is still a work in progress, but you’ll see I learned how to add widgets. Bravo, fanfrickingtastic!

So if you notice some crazy stuff happening or (not happening), you can blame yours truly. I’ll figure out the feed stuff and after that we’ll just take this blog business one day at a time.

Why I have not been blogging…

Reason #1

Two words: Google.Reader.

I have become an addict. In one week, I managed to add 57 blogs to my google reader. This level of blogmittment would be doable, if the blogs I read wouldn’t update so damn often. Sadly, I am at the point where I either need to quit GR or somehow magically manage to get paid for spending 3 hours/day educating myself via RSS feeds. Anyone know of any jobs that would pay me to indulge my addiction???

Reason #2

Two words: The Ex

It is difficult to blog about DCDs and desperados (though I have seriously sad updates on both), when the Ex returns. More on him soon…I’m planning on making him guest blog for me as a form of penance.

Fuck You, Tomtom One

When I was little I cried about everything. Ev.er.y.thing. My parents, the kind souls that they were, used to say, “If you don’t stop crying, I’m going to give you something to really cry about.” Then they would tenderly shake a big fist in my face like they were going to punch me. Ahh…memories.

Well, you stupid piece of shit tomtom, you are ALWAYS searching for a signal and yet you never ever come up with one. I hate you, Tomtom. So…if you don’t start finding a signal, I’m going to give you a reason “to search for a signal”. See below.

Pink of the Week: Pretty, Pink, and Powerful Page

Work it all out without remembering a password. I am loving netvibes.com. See all of your emails, networking sites, and blogs in one place…and best of all make it pink!

More Crap I DON’T Need – But MUST Have

Something about this overpriced piece of crap makes me really happy.

Fanfrickingtastic Fix

Let’s say your ex-boyfriend while still in your good graces was kind enough to buy you some sweet new technology. Let’s also say that f’er never listened to a damn word you said. So instead of the cute, pink technology that you had always hoped for, you are left with a bland, boring reminder of what never should have been. Well those wiley wizards over at 3M waved their magic wands to create Gelaskins, the prettiest fixes ever.

Right now, I’m loving this florific F’ you eruption of pinktasticness.

And really doesn’t your sad, silver nano deseve to let it’s real inner angry, emo (but still deliciously fashionable) light shine???

Shine on, little nano, shine on…

Reason #212 why men should not be allowed near our panties

Ladies,

Men should not be buying you panties.

1. It means that you are dating the creepy-panty-store-slinker (You know you’ve seen this guy AND if he’s your better half wtf does that say about you?!?)

2. He will inevitably insult you with his inability to pick your size and/or you’ll be stuck wearing slutastic panties that hideously display your sweet plumber’s crack (if you and your significant other are into plumber’s crack~more power to you, tiny panty it up!)

3. He’ll try to get super smart and buy you GPS undies. I’m not sure if the worst part of these panties is that your significant other thinks you are a whore (and thus stalk worthy ~ let’s be friends, you sound like fun!) or that he thinks your style involves stupid little flowers on nasty granny panties. What woman in her right mind would be caught having an affair in these things???

Lucky for us, these gps panties are a hoax perpetrated by the lovely ladies of pantyraiders.org. The bad news? Check out the response. With this kind of response, these panties are not far from becoming reality.

So ladies…LEARN. Men who buy panties are freaks and worse yet, they probably think you’re a whore. (If you are a whore ~ again, no judgement here, we should totally be friends…but no idiot panty buying freak should be allowed to make you feel bad about it.) Buy your own panties!