i’m still sick and opted out of hanging out with the best friend and the cutest redhaired boy in minnesota. i didn’t want to infect poor jakey when he’s already got some infected ears.
so in lieu of hanging out and girl-talking i’m staying in and babying the hell out of myself. i just got back [...]

sister #4 called to ask if there were green peppers in the lasgna that i made and sent home with my dad last night.
she sounds absolutely wretched. it seems siser #2, jaycie, max, siste #4 and i have all been struck down with this cold. misery loves company.

there’s nothing like being sick to remind you how lonely and alone you are. i know it’s ironic that the loneliest girl in the whole wide world has to be reminded, but sometimes she does.
you know when the day was done and i arrived home after a tearful day of work and a sneezy night [...]

you know you’re in for some serious weirdness when you discover that the band poison seems to be a theme for your day. not only did i dream about the band, i’ve been singing “every rose has it’s thorn” all day. and now, i just heard part of todd’s phone conversation and he’s talking about [...]

i dreamt that i had a house and opie from friday night bowling helped me paint the entire inside bright, bright yellow. i also dreamt that poison and aerosmith were playing at the legion and while it was really crowded for about 10 minutes, when poison took the stage the entire crowd thinned out.
so [...]

i’m having a very hard time convincing myself that i don’t need the Chrome DJ Bag (c’mon it says CHROME, my last name is CHROMEY– don’t you think i need it and it’s orange) and that i won’t die without the Crumpler MacBains Lovechild
sad thing is i’m not very convincing at all. . . help!

if there were any justice in the world, i’d look like joey potter or i’d get to have sex tonight with someone other than myself.

last night i officially began christmas shopping. blah! so much to buy and so very little money. plus there’s always the fear of forgetting someone. why do the holidays have to be so damn stressful?
so far, all i’ve bought are books for people. think anyone will mind?

we’re slamming into the home stretch of the day and what a day! meeting, hospital visit (sonja’s doing swell after having her gall bladder removed), lunch at davannis with funny coworkers, meeting, important copywriting, meeting, and now some serious work stuff that was my day.
i’m getting through it my mainlining smarties and diet coke while [...]

finally! Overheard: A Conversation About my Breasts.

tonight, instead of just staring at old men butts, i decided to do a little polling to see which brand of jeans ranked the highest with the men of monday night– there were 38 men and here are the results:
Levis IIII IIII IIII=14
Wranglers IIII IIII=9
Rustlers IIII=3
Dickies II=2
Guess III=3
Indeterminate Brand IIII II=7
I thought for sure Wranglers [...]

whilst driving out to sister #2’s place on saturday, sister #4 raved on and on about dad’s new glasses.
tonight i viewed the much ballyhooed specs and i am oddly disturbed. not so much that my dad has a new pair of super swanky spectacles. but that he picked out glasses that look remarkably similiar to [...]

so i had this faboo column called “Overheard: A Conversation about my Breasts” all set to publish for this week’s edition of Hawaiian Punch in Cocktail Glasses, but sadly backwash is being all wonky and now you’ll just have to wait.

ok, so the phone’s rang 39 times and now someone knocks on the door. i cannot even remember the last time someone knocked on my door, it might have been last winter when mr. furley reminded me to move my car so they could plow.
so yeah, someone knocked on my door. which would have been [...]

i’ve gotten five phone calls today. that’s like a record-setting number here in the land of jodi and no ringing phones.
of course, only the call from the outlaw was for me. the rest of the calls were for bob and lauren. apparently bob and lauren are about 5 to 7 years old, because the [...]