In today's science section:Octopus Valentine's Day Sex Session Scrapped Over Cannibalism FearsSo this was my first Valentine's Day as a not-married person in a loooong time. And I'll admit, while I consider Vday to be mostly an indicator that chocolate is about to go on sale I did have a moment or five of sad.… Continue reading Huffington Post: Reminding Me There’s ALWAYS Something Worse
Tag: I’m a lucky sucker
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
I Broke My Funny Bone
Actually, I think I severely sprained my writing-anything-amusing bone. That should not be confused with a writing boner, which is really a different genre entirely.I started a new job last week, and while I really like the team and the culture (and hello, benefits) I do miss setting my own schedule. The rebel in me… Continue reading I Broke My Funny Bone
Yahoo Spam Thinks I’m a Cheating Alcoholic
You know, it seems odd to begin with that a separated woman gets emails inviting her to join "married but looking" cheating websites geared towards husbands, particularly when Ashley Madison just got hacked. Thanks Yahoo, but no, I'm not looking for a Asian girl or a fuck buddy named Adriana (who can't POSSIBLY be 18… Continue reading Yahoo Spam Thinks I’m a Cheating Alcoholic
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.
Adventures in Babysitting – Han and Evil style
Last weekend I babysat overnight for my sister and brother-in-law so they could have a kid-free anniversary date. As this was my first time sleeping at their house and watching a 2.5 year old and a 1 year old at the same time, they were understandably somewhat concerned.It's possible I didn't alleviate said concern when… Continue reading Adventures in Babysitting – Han and Evil style
"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"
I Killed Shelob. Sort of.
I get pretty bored with the regular target-targets at the range. Apparently I'm not the only person who feels that way (and watches too many SyFy monster movies), because at Gander Mountain I found THESE: Yes, I DID make it extra-large so you can see ALL THE HORROR. Is that her BRAIN bubbling out of the… Continue reading I Killed Shelob. Sort of.
No More Jameson For You, Wampa
I found this in my office today:Drunk Wampa is drunk. Or sad. I suspect someone's been hitting the whiskey bottle on top of the fridge.It occurs to me that the monster is now out of the closet. The physical closet, I mean...I don't claim to have any knowledge on Wampa's preferences, nor do I think it's… Continue reading No More Jameson For You, Wampa
No Pithy Phrase 