*twitch* *twitch* My baby is down. My poor little MUD's server is not online. What ever am I to do to entertain myself? I have been informed that I can't talk on the phone because it always sounds like I am talking about other people. I have also been informed that having 8 children (2 cats, fish, an iguana, 3 humans, and Horizons) can get quite pricey. Such is life, I suppose. With the quantity badness that has been in my life, my good karma should be right around the corner.

My goal for this week is to be nicer to me. That means no more bad jokes about my hair. Wait, I never made bad jokes about my hair. Hmm...well, no more bad jokes about me. I know you are all devastated. I will still tell you how much I love microfilm though, so rest well tonight.

Well, no one took me up on my offer to send money. I am not overly surprised, so don't feel too bad. My old philosophy that I should keep my mouth shut and avoid people is overcoming me again, so if I don't update my poor journal, you will all have to cope. I am somewhat lacking in laughs to give right now and I am sure that is the reason why you are reading it anyway. Seeing as how my life is really boring and uneventful. Anyway, have a good one. Perhaps the charming Bella people pretend to love will manifest herself later.

I am the Microfilm Queen on top of being the Microfiche Queen. All fall down and worship the beautiful Bella or you can send monetary contributions. It has been a lovely day thus far. I tried this new-fangled thing called sleep that all the freaky, hippy people are on these days. It was glorious. I highly recommend that you all try it, but I fear it may be addictive because I intend to do it again.

Last night, I got to watch my friend the ever talented Tressa juggle. She rocks. I am not quite coordinated enough to juggle. I just bean myself in the head with balls and bean bags and fall off of balancing contraptions. I rock, too (myself in the head).

Back to that whole microfilm thing. I have learned more from microfilm than I ever thought I would. No, I did not read them, yet still they were informative. Go figure.

Perhaps it is the music which I am listening to or the effects of sleep dep, but Bella is in an odd mood at the moment, so bear with her. *pats her Bella belly and burps before she eats another jelly bean* I would like to assure you that the company of good friends who kick my butt at card games is worth every second of sleep dep though, so don't worry guys, Bella still loves you. *smooches to the young and beautiful Sarah, the Phase 10 champion (of one game, keep the conceit down) Will, Xax of the power nap, lovely Rachel co-queen of sleep dep, Justin the fuzzy Chinese checkers champ, and Bob mighty king of cell phone calls*

This journal entry brought to you by Belly-dancing Bella. Uh-oh, did I say that aloud. I just want all you boys out there to know that this an endeavor for grace not to impress you. Got that? If not, I can rephrase it. Bella belly-dances because it is cool, and, besides, she is very, very taken by a popple named Puzzle. On a side note, if you think you can compete with a popple and are this generation's version of a gentleman, I may be convinced to dump my popple for you. (I doubt it though.)

On a more serious note, I am not actively seeking a relationship right now. If one falls on my head, I may consider it but otherwise I am looking at being single until I become a frigid old cat lady who plays in her garden on sunny afternoons and sews and crochets and knits and all that lady-like stuff. Unfortunately, I am not adept in most of the things I just listed.

So what has been keeping Bella so busy? I know you have all just been waiting for the answer. First, I have my microfilm which keep me very active at work and make my mind seek sleep when I come home (from all the excitement). I have also been hanging out with the happy, shiny people from my church. I feel like a demon when I am around them, but I am getting better. Demon Bella--tehehehe. Woah, where did that come from? *looks around and sees a tiny Bella in a tight, red belly dancing costume* Hey now, put some clothes on, people don't want to see me like that. *A mini-Bella in long white flowing robes gracefully sways into view carrying a much more suitable set of red clothes which she convinces the mini-Bella demon to put on. She then wiggles her nose and Bella is wearing a matching costume of blue.* This is awesome. Thanks mini-Bella angel. *The three go belly-dancing off into the sunset*

You may cheer now. *covers her ears for fear of the deafening roar*

To add to my excitement, more Christmas presents came rolling in. I now own my very own original popple. Someone has been reading my website. My new friend is named Puzzle and he is adorable. I also have a fluffy fleece blanky with penguins (Tux's cousins, I dare say). I also have three tons of sugar in my house. Yummy, yummy. I also seem to have less time than I thought to update my journal today. Maybe, I will get to annoy you with more Bellaisms later.

Well, now that I haven't written for about a week and all my faithful readers have given up on me, I shall write again. I have been rather busy this week and I started posting my net wisdom on a web forum full of BeOS users. While the bee is not as cute as the penguin, I am sure the OS has merit and soon, perhaps, I shall delve into that little world. I have been making myself healthier with the microfilm workout program. Add that to my dance class and you get one very tired Bella. As long as my pants don't get so loose that they spend all of their time around my ankles, I think we will all be happy though.

I would also like to take a moment to wish a fond farewell to Melissa, a lady I work with, as today was her last day with us. She will be missed, but we will try to save her donuts and such should she visit. *smiles and wanders off*

Another month has begun and I transfer my journal over once more. Much more exciting than the joy of falling up the stairs that I experienced this morning. My dancing feet must have gotten ahead of me again or maybe I am just not coordinated. Today is a very special day. Two years ago I got kicked out of a hospital room (much to my own relief) while my handsome godson was being born.

So this is a very special happy birthday wish to my godson, Jarrod the heart-breaker and chocolate milk drinker. Have a great day little guy and maybe, just maybe we can get together and tickle mommy later. Muhahahahaha.