I haven't blogged much lately: truth be told I've been fighting off a depression of sorts for all of November. Most days it's been hard to muster the energy to be pleasant at work, so I haven't written much at all. That's not a request for attention: I get these once or twice a year, and… Continue reading ADVENTURE is a Double-Edged Word
Tag: I don’t know how to label this
Updated for Clarity: This post is rated R for graphic imagery.
It has been brought to my attention that this post is an emotional response in itself. I disagree, and as such have added clarifying points at the bottom. I usually warn when it's not a funny post. This time, I'm warning for a different reason: I have an excellent imagination. Truly, this is not a post… Continue reading Updated for Clarity: This post is rated R for graphic imagery.
I Might Be A Jerkface
This is a little ranty...I'm not sorry.I'm sort of inundated with books to review right now (two for a magazine, two for a website, and another one on the way, plus I still want to review Furiously Happy in a more meaningful way)...which is why I've been all incognito-like on my own blog. It's a… Continue reading I Might Be A Jerkface
Cold Medicine Induced Hallucinations
I think I may have spelled "hallucinations" incorrectly.Huh. Blogger says nope. Well all right then.I've been a miserable coughing shell of an actual human for the past three weeks or so, with a cold or allergies or a malicious and truly disgusting phlegm alien taking up unwelcome residence in my lungs. I'm tired. I'm on… Continue reading Cold Medicine Induced Hallucinations
The Old Ones…or…Why I Shouldn’t Be Allowed In Public
This should be filed under "yup, she's disturbed and thinks weird dark things" and you're welcome to ignore this post if horror isn't your gig. Or horror humor. Or really fucked up thought processes resulting in inappropriate innuendo. Yes, yes, I know it's early to be thinking about Poe and Lovecraft...it's still August, after all. But… Continue reading The Old Ones…or…Why I Shouldn’t Be Allowed In Public
DO NOT Google "Velociraptor Arms"
The nearest Starbucks to my house is either a couple miles up the freeway (which is a terrible idea between 7:30 and 8:30am, since I only want a damn coffee and not two hours in traffic for three miles), or a fairly meandering twisty series of roads through an upper-middle-class neighborhood. Of course, I take… Continue reading DO NOT Google "Velociraptor Arms"
It’s Dorian. Dorian Cruise.
Last week I watched Mission Impossible: Tom Cruise Never Gets Old.Let me preface this post by saying I love the MI movies, and not just for Simon Pegg and Jeremy Renner. I love them because I can usually see foreshadowing clearly, and so not many plots are surprising. In MI, of course the good guys… Continue reading It’s Dorian. Dorian Cruise.
It Matters. You Matter.
I tell myself some version of "it doesn't matter" upwards of a thousand times a day.Not all of that is a bad thing: It doesn't matter that I'm so sleepy: get up. It doesn't matter that I don't feel much like working today: do it anyway. It doesn't matter that the dogs made a huge mess: it's… Continue reading It Matters. You Matter.
Serendipity? This is not a real post.
You guys,Someone found my blog by searching "barfy foot massage."If you don't recall, I wrote once about exactly that here.Also, I checked when I was in Houston this week: it's still there. I still don't have the balls to walk in there: I'm not ashamed to say vomit smell makes me gag.I miss my girls… Continue reading Serendipity? This is not a real post.
"It’s Just a Stupid Diary. Everyone Knows They’re Full of Crap"
May is apparently Mental Health Awareness month. Of course, I don't pay attention to national-anything-days unless it's food related (well, hello there National Doughnut Day...I love you), and to be completely honest the days of the week/month are a little hosed in my head right now as I get used to a work-from-home routine...but I… Continue reading "It’s Just a Stupid Diary. Everyone Knows They’re Full of Crap"
No Pithy Phrase 