Not too long <a href="http://ignitephoenix.com/" target="_blank"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-5130" title="ignite_phoenix_shirt_banner" src="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/ignite_phoenix_shirt_banner-300x85.png" alt="" width="300" height="85" /></a>ago, I procrastinated looking into the next <a href="http://ignitephoenix.com/"><strong>Ignite Phoenix</strong></a> event and missed out on tickets.  So on Day 138, I was left to streaming that night of inspiration into my living room.  I had never done this before (must be a Late Bloomer thing), and it made me feel supremely techie.

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To be perfectly honest, I was secretly glad that I only had the streaming option because I was still in the "I can't abandon my newly rescued pup after a full day of work" phase.  I looked for any excuse to stay in for take-out pizza and cuddles on the couch with Bella on a Friday night.

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Oh, what a difference a few months makes.  Now Little Miss B is extremely well-adjusted (in addition to being stinkin' cute), and I telecommute on Fridays.  Life is good, my friends.  Life is good.

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This time around, I connected to <strong>Ignite Phoenix </strong>through fb, twitter, and email.  I'd be darned if I were to miss out on tickets again.

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I tweeted about my triple coverage in my attempt to a) stay informed and b) banish the procrastination gremlins.

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Ignite Phoenix tweeted back.  They suggested that I submit to present for the next event on May 19th.

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I replied that I only respond to double dog dares.

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They triple dog dared me.

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Now...In my mind, one can still opt out of double dog dare after some contemplation.  Free will remains in the equation.

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But a triple dog dare???  No way, no how.

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I took the dare.

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Ignite Phoenix prodded me to beat procrastination to the punch and submit right then and there!

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Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!  Oh, Ignite Phoenix, Ignite Phoenix, Ignite Phoenix,

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I am a Late Bloomer.   Which means...well...I wouldn't

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