there’s a vast ebay consipiracy going on, i am sure of it. what else would explain why saved by the bell board games are selling for $41, why VHS tapes of all saved by the by the bell episodes are selling for $105, $76 and $152! who in their right mind would pay $152 for …
i am stealing this totally rad music lyric thing from the lovely ms. jena. see, you’re supposed to describe yourself using the lyrics of on artist. in this case paul westerberg and the replacements count as one. 1. Are you male or female? “She don’t keep it hidden, she don’t know what to do Look …
i am convinced that every sport has some sort of magic lingo that only makes sense to those who partake in the sport. after hearing “they’re snapping in the back ends,” about 1000 times last night i decided to ask what in the hell they were talking about. dad fixed the oiler (yes, you have …
last night as i sat huddled above “the little friend” one hand tangled in my hair and another reaching out for the warmth radiating from the space heater hidden under the bar, craig approached the bar. “hey princess, how’s it going?” and i couldn’t even say anything, just blinked back tears and got him an …
about an hour ago the bossman strolled past: “good morning jodi,” he said. “good morning cocksucker,” i said. only i said the cocksucker part in my head, because i didn’t feel like getting fired today.
i feel a little like i’ve been hit by a truck, but really i’ve only been hit by a clue. i’ve spent most of my five days off in a depressive funk, sleeping as much as possible– trying to avoid thinking about work and my personal life, and succeeding quite well. sleep, tends to do …
in my never-ending attempt to transform myself into a suburban soccer (ok, i’ll never be a soccer mom, because i’m not even sure how to spell the damn word) mom, i am making a roast. i’ve never made a roast in my entire life so i’m a little scared. it’s a pork roast and i’m …