getting dressed is not a high priority for me this morning. sadly, i don’t think it would be appropriate to show up to work wrapped in nothing but the “gay pride” blanket (dubbed so by the sisters, it’s a rainbowy blanket i crocheted in my post-college unemployment phase. . . after the blanket was so [...]
i want to know your new infatuation
i should have made you leave your key
the knots grew ever larger in the pit of my stomach as i pulled ruby into the parking lot at work and prepared to face the music.
i had all sorts of nightmares about being greeted at the door by the hr director or having the entire corporation visting iwilldare.com.
thankfully none of that came to pass. [...]
i’m off to face the music, lie in the bed i made and whatever other cliche you can think of meaning to deal with an unpleasant situation you have made.
ugh.
thankfully it’s sister club night so no matter what happens, i’ll be surrounded by people that love me.
uphill both ways in 10 feet of snow
way back in the way back when i was the editor of my university’s newspaper, i made a rule for my editorial staff.
whenever anyone said something bad about someone, i made them say five nice things to make up for it.
usually these nice things went something like: she doesn’t stink, her socks match her sweater, [...]
paige did it and since i am in full-on worrywart mode, i’m gonna do it too.
1. i’m afraid i’m a bad person
2. i’m afraid i’ll lose my job
3. i’m afraid of confronting my coworker tomorow
4. i’m afraid i’m not going to sleep tonight
5. i’m afriad i’ll never stop fucking up
6. i’m afraid i’m too nice
7. [...]
sometimes these things are eerily correct
Today’s Gemini Horoscope:
It is common to make dumbass and sometimes destructive mistakes when presented with much newness. Pick up, learn what you can, and get back to the duties which you have self-prescribed. Look down the road and try to envision what effect your actions in the now will have on your future. Your reality [...]
worry never payed a bill
i got a call from a headhunter today. ironic that on the night i worry i may lose my job, i get such a call. i didn’t get to speak to the headhunter, he just left a message.
hopefully, i’ll have no need for the headhunter. i suppose that will be determined tomorrow.
the offending post is [...]
eating crow
well, i’ve really fucked up.
the coworker i wrote about last night went and visited iwilldare.com today.
needless to say, she’s hurt and not speaking to me. i feel absolutely wretched.
negative thoughts about work and/or coworkers will have to be banished from iwilldare.com.
this makes me sad.
now i just hope that i don’t get fired for [...]
last night i censored myself. obviously it’s bugging me if i’m still thinking about it.
i couldn’t sleep. wretched, wretched tossing and turning last night while i pondered Esther Greenwood and her madness. during my two hours of incessant tossing i got up not once, but twice to write in i will dare. but i stopped.
why?
because [...]
it just goes on and on my friend
welcome to the monday that doesn’t want to end. i’ve got the first-day-back-at-work blahs, compounded by a sleepless night.
i even got my haircut today but can’t seem to muster up enough excitement to proclaim my cuteness. perhaps i just need a little nap.
last night, during my constant tossing and turning, i made a new rule. [...]
crying for dollars
let’s stop the insanity. there have been two commercials during this interminable oscar show that have made me bawl my silly eyes out.
first the american express jobber where the guy has to leave whatever foreign country he’s in so he can hurry back to his ballet teaching girlfriend and give her some super rad necklace.
then [...]
alarming personal preference
scary as it sounds. . . i find john goodman extremely attractive. like i’d do him and stuff. am i the only one who is scared by this recent development?
a new backwash column
i have a crush on you is up over at backwash.
c’mon now. is there really any reason on earth why i should be crying because everyone gave woody allen a standing ovation?
really, i should cry about cameron diaz forgetting to brush her hair. or cry over the future of whomever did jennifer lopez’s hair because that person is soon to be out of a [...]
why don’t you cut your hair
this afternoon during my post-sunday masturbation nap, i dreamt about getting my hair cut. well, that i was getting my hair cut. only i wasn’t going to regular haircutter lady, i had to go to this giant banquet hall to pick my haircutter person.
when i walked into the hall i had my heart set on [...]



