I just rattled off all of John Irving’s novels in order of publication to techdoof Jason. Sometimes I amaze myself by the crap my brain retains. Reading the archives over at spacealien has proven to be an amusing way to waste the afternoon away. Cleaning off my desk proved to amusing for all of 3 [...]
I’ve reached that point in the day where I am hungry, but it’s too late to eat lunch. I do that often. It stinks. Of course, this time I am really, really hungry because I haven’t eaten a meal since the Saturday night fish debacle. Madison and I shared some pringles last night, but you [...]
hello, it’s Monday. I don’t feel like working. My bosslady is still out, so I am not entirely sure how much working will be done. In alarming news my face has broken out in all sorts of crazy little bumps. I am not sure if it’s cancer. But I’ve decided that drinking gobs of orange [...]
i can say with all honesty that last night was the worst saturday night i’ve ever had in my entire life. yes, it was wretched. it started out nice enough, dinner with sister #4 and my dad. i had the fish, which was my big mistake. i dunno if it was bad fish or i [...]
i am enamoured with the new short hair cut. i can’t stop touching it. i love when it’s short and sticky-outty and fun to touch. it makes me feel so damn sassy. sometimes i wish i had long hair, but i remember that when my hair is long all i do is throw it in [...]
so the first night in the new bed was strange. yes, strange. i think i was more aware of each toss and turn. i had a strange dream that whenever i moved, an alt tag or title tag would pop up over my sleeping body and say “jodi’s now dreaming about sex and candy.” it [...]
yes! so bedtime is finally drawing near. i can’t wait to sleep in the swank new bed with the new sheets and new pillows and cozy comforter. sounds yummy, huh? i got wrapped up in the new haircut and pouting about nobody wanting to go out to dinner with me. so i forgot to hang [...]
ok, i was gonna delete the duplicate post but allen made a funny comment so now i will just leave it. the bed is here and assembled and i’ve already bounced on it. so now i am off to buy target junk and getting my hairs cut.
a slumberland truck just drove by. i think my bed is here!
a slumberland truck just drove by. i think my bed is here!
ok 2 minus 7 minutes to 2 hours before the bed arrives. my place is about as clean as it’s gonna get for today. i am tired of cleaning. it’s really no fun at all. i’ve called and made an appointment to get my hairs cut. i will be a swanky girl with cute hair, [...]
t-minus 1 to 3 hours until the bed arrives. i’ve decided i am a wretched, hopeless slob and should probably seek help. how can i be so messy? cute carpet boys are still here, but actually doing some work. i wonder how much it would cost to get a maid? the futon has been thrown [...]
between 2-4 hours before the bed arrives. the room is almost done, still need to vaccum the floor, but have been derailed. am watching two cutie boys who work for Rennovation Systems, carry a bunch of junk into the building. not entirely sure what they are doing here, just know that dark, curly haired boy [...]
it’s t-minus four to 6 hours until the new bed arrives. i’ve gotten the news that it will arrive between 11 a.m. and 1 p.m. this afternoon. is my bedroom clean yet? NO. have i begun cleaning it yet? sorta. should i be sitting on the couch in my jammies downloading live replacements tracks and [...]
here is the only snippet i can remember from my dreams last night: dark-haired boy: “oh man, i came here to rescue you.” me: “i’m sorry, i already rescued myself.”
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