I forgot to categorize it. Might mean something. Probably doesn’t.
An email has been dispatched to Judi for the essential info to send on her prize. Please drop by again soon, as I am planning another giveaway just as soon as I find my notes on what I planned to do. Disorganized writer recovering from surgery is disorganized. >_>
So for now, until I can get the backups to work, all traffic to kdsarge.com redirects to my blog. Where I can at least tell you that’s what is going on! Luckily there’s lots of stuff over here, too. Here’s the link to my books page.
I Screwed Up My Site! Read More »
I have, from the moment I watched my first episode, loved Queer Eye for the Straight Guy. It’s about making a lasting, positive change in someone’s life, helping the “victim” explore himself, expand his horizons, get moving to the next level of being the best he can be, carefully matched to the person he is
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Pain medicine is a marvelous thing when one is in pain, but neither pain nor the antidote leave a lot of brain for blogging. Also my fingers keep going funky. So here I am–reporting in, and running out. A few slightly random observations: Nurses are the best of us. I am SO NOT KIDDING here.
KD’s Around Here Somewhere Read More »
I woke up at 5 a.m. to take my antibiotic. Stumbled into the bathroom, stumbled back out, crawled into bed…and couldn’t get back to sleep. I tried–I’m having surgery in a few days and it’d be smart to be well-rested to give my immune system maximum support. Also, it’s the weekend. Also also, sleep. But
The Regret When You Get Up Too Early Read More »
One should never leave ten voice-recording homework assignments for the last night. First, they have to be written. Then they have to be recorded. And no matter how frantically one may have been editing which caused the procrastination, one really does NOT want to be fighting it out with all the software that has to
For Future Reference Read More »
This is Professor Emerson F. Snugglekins. He has come to join the squid on my bed. Professor Snugglekins† is a gift from a dear lady who hopes my surgery goes well and I recover quickly. Also fuck you. (it’s an in-joke. We’re friends. We can do that.) I’m posting Mr. Snugglekins because he’s adorable. Also
Beware of Invisibility and KD Read More »