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: not really sexy
Nope. I DON’T Know What’s Wrong With Me Either
I'm too tired to write a real post, so I'm looking at old post titles and trying to guess what the hell I was talking about.Feel free to play along in today's "what the actual fuck?" game:I Scared The Clerks At Legoland - Just Call Me Darth CreepinessThe Desolate One: Ephelba and Mr. Bill's SpawnCosmic… Continue reading Nope. I DON’T Know What’s Wrong With Me Either
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
Filed under: UTTERLY worth the 6am flight.
In T-Minus (wait, did I just write the equivalent of T minus minus? Whatever: you know what I meant) three days + one business day melting in Houston...I get to see The Bloggess!Live and in person (which may mean under a table, which I completely understand and support).I can't wait to see how many Rorys… Continue reading Filed under: UTTERLY worth the 6am flight.
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
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.
Dear Houston: Put The Death Rays Away. I’m Visiting.
If this is my last post due to melting under Texas heat, will someone please scrape what's left of the puddle into the ocean?I'm heading to the office in Houston for a week on Sunday...my app says the temp will be a balmy 100 (or, if I'm really lucky, 99).However, I will probably cause all… Continue reading Dear Houston: Put The Death Rays Away. I’m Visiting.
