In about three weeks my baby, The Bishi Harem Fruitcake Co., turns one year old. While a nice big cake would be nice, I’m thinking of celebrating by creating a storefront on eBay.
    For the past year I’ve been selling my goods on eBay in the form of auctions. After all that I had heard about eBay’s stores I was a bit skeptical about going in that direction. However getting a store up and running on my site has proved to be more difficult that I need it to be right now. The biggest obstacle being placing orders and paying for them. With my current finances all I can afford is PayPal for a shopping cart. The only problem is PayPal only cares about PayPal. They are unaffected by my complaints that more than a quarter of my customers pay for their orders via money order and PayPal does not allow them to just place an order and mail the payment. An eBay store would allow them to do this and it may work out to be cheaper than the way things are now for me (I spent nearly $50 in listing fees on eBay in just the last month). The first month’s “rent” is free so I can get an idea of how expensive it’ll be before completely committing, which is good. Yay! I’m so excited about this and I haven’t even gotten started!

In other news it was a pseudo snow day here in Arlington. While neighboring towns closed their schools, since there was no snow forecast in Hell, Arlington schools remained open. I spent an hour and a half trying to get my boys up (and they were forced to go to bed on time last night), and by the time I had accomplished this I had made myself ill. So I let the buggers stay home while I curled up in bed with a bottle of Tylenol. I have learned to catch my migraines as soon as they start so instead of the blinding pain I luckily only have to deal with a regular headache… which lasts all day. Of course to keep the pain to a minimum and avoid side effects, one has to dose oneself just right. Today I fucked up and spent a good half an hour fisting my kidneys. Don’t you look at me like that you hentai! *grin* I was massaging my lower back with my fists. It’s the only way to get things circulating again in that area.
    Since I still have my headache I’m going to skip guard practice again, tonight. I feel bad because this is the third practice I’ve skipped, and I’ve been skipping every other practice. I can’t wait for the warmer weather. Not only can we practice outside, but I can also practice at home. Then I can cram for the shows!

I spent the last two days dealing with the idiots on colorbar_love. They’re obviously deluded and thinking only of themselves. Who cares if they’re mocking an important symbol? It’s only the gay rights rainbow. It’s not like like the homosexual community, et al are people that we should care about. </sarcasm>

Dumbasses!

*rubs forehead* I think I need to go lie down now. My head’s starting to pound again and it’s too soon to take more Tylenol.

I’ve been quickly rummaging through friends’ journals before taking Jarret to school and came across the G-Boys are Love banner. As cute as it is you won’t be find it in my journal, or my site, either.

I’m sure it wasn’t the creator’s intention, but it looks to me like someone thought more of the GW fandom than the side effects their banner might create. By spoofing the Marriage is Love banner that has been making its rounds on LJ and many a web site, it reduces this banner’s legitimacy and makes its message seem less important.

I know the G-Boys are often seen in the yaoi light, but others may not, and still others may not even know who the G-Boys are. I don’t think this banner’s creator took that into consideration, so as a proper Bostonian who supports Gay marriage, I have to say that I do not advocate this banner.

Edited to add:

I just went to the community (http://www.livejournal.com/community/colorbar_love/) where the banner was posted and I cannot believe my eyes! The members of this community have taken an important symbol and completely trashed it!

I found this in various forms on several other friend’s LJs.

If you call me:

Babs: You are my guidance councilor from North Intermediate, my band teacher, Mr. Ponte, from CRLS, or someone who knows me fairly well. I’d say you’re a good friend, but I recently learned that is not always true.

Babes: You are somebody who doesn’t plan on seeing/speaking to me ever again, otherwise you would take the time to pronounce my name correctly.

Babbs or Baabs (imagine a sheep saying my name): You are Sandy, the captain of the Light Brigade Colorguard.

Barbara: You are my father, my stepmother, someone from my father’s side of the family, or someone who thinks no one would in their right mind would call themself Babs.

Mighty Mouth: You are my Uncle Jeff, especially if there’s a reference to teeth marks on the legs of the kitchen table.

Boo: You are my husband, Glenn.

Bitch: You are my husband Glenn in a bad mood.

Goddess or Priestess: You are Joe Beck, and you need to email me and tell where the fuck you’ve been hiding all these years you freak! )

Pinkish: You knew me from the Power Core chatroom.

TheRealPinkish: You met me online after someone swiped the name Pinkish from me.

Maxwell Pink: You’ve met me on one of the various MLs I’m on, read my fics, or flamed one of my posts at Gaia. You may also think I’m male, maybe even gay.

Pink: You know me well enough to have figured my pen name out.

babspace: You have met me here on LJ.

Mom, Mom! or Ma-um? You are one of my sons and you want something.

Crybaby: You are one of the assholes I went to school with. Go fuck yourself, sideways.

This one is for my friends up north. Montreal to be exact. Once again my drum corps, The Light Brigade, is marching in their St. Patrick’s Day Parade this weekend.

I wanted to go, hell I originally b>was going by myself, but Glenn wanted to make it a family trip (translation: don’t leave me alone with the kids). And then Glenn announced that his birth certificate has a different last name. Apparently when his mother married, he and his brother were adopted, but she never bothered to keep the paperwork around, so we have to head down to New Jersey to search for a copy of the marriage certificate. And I can’t go to Montreal this year.

I’m told the parade is going to be telecast on local TV either that day or the next, then “all over” the following week. I don’t know if this means all over Montreal, or all over Canada, but I’d like to encourage viewage of this parade, even if I couldn’t go.

In other news:

I set out to pick up some more potting soil. It’s amazing how quick that stuff runs out, and my compost isn’t ready yet. Anyhow, while searching for said soil at Home Depot I came across a strawberry pot… for $9.98. It only has two rows of pockets as oppose the the three the other one had, but for half the price I can live with that. )

On the way home we saw what I assume was an eagle. It was too big to be a local hawk and I’ve heard they are trying to repopulate bald eagles in the area, so I’m pretty sure that’s what it was. We also saw a fox, although Glenn insists it was a coyote. *slaps Glenn*

I’m going to take a nap now. I’ve been quite tired lately, though I have no reason to be. I want to stay up and hang with my friends tonight so I better catch some Zs.

I was hoping to make a positive post today.