Aw, Come On, Mang!

I barely have the energy to write at my blog and on Yelp, let alone post here too. If you're interested in my April NaBloPoMo posts, here are some links:

• I write a Righteously Indignant Letter to the LA Times, and no one cares (least of all the people at the Times, who didn't even post the comment on the story that I sent via the website)
• My neighbor gets evicted, and I rejoice because I am the black-hearted Queen of Vengeance (and he is the worst. neighbor. evar.)
• I wake up ridiculously early for a flight (and end up not even going to my destination due to mechanical problems that made me fear for my life - thanks for making me scared to fly, FAA and Southwest)
• I propose to the fabulous Ryan North (who has yet to accept or reject, but also probably doesn't know I exist...*le sigh*)
• I plan a vacation (and I was stupid enough to buy my flight on American!)
• I brag about seeing Springsteen!
• I have a nightmare (not unusual for someone with an overactive imagination and dream-life)
• I am fiscally responsible (well, compared to my usual financial behavior)

I'll try to post another round-up later in the month, just to appease all my loyal and crazed NaBloPoMo fans.