Blogging is a full time job. I don't run ads on my blog so it's not like I'm spamming my way to fortune (snicker) but I do seem to spend a long part of my evening (and day) here doing nothing. Nothing much that anyone would notice. Tonight I've been on Flickr for at least an hour, easily. I discovered another new site that lets you create your own portal which might be useful once I get the hang of it. I was on MyBlogLog and wondering how much use it will be once Yahoo really gets a grip on it. I forget what else I poked around at. Reading a few blogs, some Technorati and checking for two links which have mysteriously become bust this week. (I'm hoping they are coming back after the end of the month when bandwidth arises again like the phoenix from it's own ashes).On top of all that there is a damned hair in my coffee. I know it's my own hair. I drank it anyway. I let the hair cling to the side of the mug and I ignored the little trouble maker. Do you go into full panic if there is a hair in your food? I knew someone who couldn't eat something if it had a hair in it, even when it was their own hair. It didn't bother me all that much. I know where it's been afterall. I even know what brand of lovely smelling shampoo I used this morning.
Anyway, I'm glad to have coffee again, even the hairy kind. I had to go without this past week when finances were sadly depleted and I ran out of all my coffee making necessities at about the same time. So now, coffee is back in my life. Goodie for me.
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Hair in my drinks = new drink. Unless I know it's my hair, or if it's a cat hair... then I'll attempt to remove it and carry on with my drinking. Except water. I'll just get some new water if there's even a hint of a hair in it. ;)
With four cats in the house (and, previously, two large dogs) hair is a fact of life in food, drinks. We just pluck it out and carry on.
The only thing that would gross me out completely - to the point of not finishing the food or drink -- is it were a pubic hair.
Sorry -- but I guess you saw that coming a mile away :)
Around our household, the ten second rule for food that falls on the floor. Hair is barely worth considering. :-) If any of these things were going to get me, it would have happened a half century ago.
My daughter is absolutely paranoid about hair in her food. It totally freaks her out. lol
I do think that being a good blogger is a full-time job. Writing, Reading, commenting, responding to comments, etc. - who has time for "going to work" or "taking a shower" and stupid stuff like that?!
I actually had a hair in my coffee yesterday - a cat hair had jumped from the gf's sweatshirt and right into my fresh brew. A clean fork retrieved the hair easily.
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