well, i am off to some new year’s festivites at sister #2’s abode. since she lives way far away, i’ll be spending the night. so you won’t get to see me until next year darling ones. try not to miss me too much.
my plans for the night include playing barbies, drinking wine and laughing muchly. [...]

if my life were a racy sitcom, this would be it.

ok, i am adding another resolution to my ever-growing list: replying to e-mail within 24 hours. so, if you send me an e-mail and i don’t respond within 24 hours, e-mail me again and call me some sort of bad name like a vile cocksucker, dirty liar, nasty republican, or something.

this almost made me cry, i am that much of a goober.

on new year’s resolutions is up over at backwash if you wish to partake in some such stuff.

sunday morning, listening to jeff buckley’s “lover you should have come over” makes my heart ache and my loins burn.

despite what you might think, cartoon singing dinosaurs are not all that entertaining.
you know i like singing cartoony movies just as much as the next kid, but i like singing mermaids, clocks, teapots, mice, what have you. dinosaurs just don’t really do it for me.
max, however loves them.
jaycie and i love playing with mr. [...]

i am in grave danger of getting kicked out of the best babysitters in the whole world club.
at this point, i am not sure if i’ll care. i’m sitting here in parentland babysitting, or would it be kidsitting? maybe pre-teen sitting? my cousins tiffany, 13 and jerry, 11.
here’s what i’ve learned:
the sound of a pinball [...]

Have I mentioned lately that I have a giant crush on the Postmaster? Well, I don’t think he’s officially a postmaster. That’s just what I call him since he works at the post office.
Today, I had to hobble on down to the post office to pick a package. Really, seeing that orange, ‘We have a [...]

whee! i just wrote a love letter to chuck klosterman, a memoir of camp in 1987 and a tribute to the enduring yumminess of motley crue all in one succinct little essay.
it was most fun to write. i can’t wait for y’all to get to read it.

holy hannah!
i had my first ever winter wipeout today. it scared the piss out of me and thankfully nothing crashed and nobody was hurt and the ditch was avoided.
i’ve lived in the mid-west for like 99.9% of my life. i’ve been driving for 13 years and today was the first time i ever lost complete [...]

my eyes have begun to vibrate ever so gently inside of their sockets. my entire insides feel sorta jiggly and my mind is racing roughly 94,281 miles a minute.
i blame this on the extra large turtle mocha i had for breakfast and the extra large caramel mocha i had for lunch and the diet pepsi [...]

here, let’s file this away as one of my most embarassing (more embarrassing then the time i pulled the bra out of my backpack while trying to pay at the gas station) moments of my life. . .
i was checking the mail in the lobby of my apartment building. i was just getting home from [...]

would the person who sent me better than ezra’s “how does your garden grow?” kindly stand up? how can i send you good vibes, mojo, juju and what not, wish good things for you if i don’t know who you are?

aye carumba! why are the holidays so exhausting?
i never thought playing games would wear me out so. but then maybe it was that bottle of wine yesterday, the 318,389 nights in a row with only 4 hours sleep and sleeping on the couch that wore me out.
it was wonderful though. there’s just something so warm [...]