so i had grand plans to come hmoe from work and sleep. i was exhausted and could barely keep my head up on the commute home. so i came home, checked e-mail and promptly dropped my trouser en route to my boudoir. i picked up Douglas and curled up for a long summer’s nap. my [...]
right now i feel like the stupidest, loneliest, most pathetic girl in the whole wide world. i’m hoping it passes after a good night’s sleep.
i have to be up for work in 3 hours and 15 minutes. the sleep, it still avoids me. even worse, i’m hungry. but i don’t want to eat because eating will give me energy and i don’t want any of that nonsense at 3:44 in the morning. in other news, i’ve decided to participate [...]
there are helium balloons tied to my eyelashes tonight. they won’t stay closed unless i squeeze them closed, real tight. not conducive to sleep at all. i was in bed by 11 and even turned off the lights for a nice orgasm by 11:30, but the sleep it was not coming. at one point i [...]
my brother-in-law is running for political office. i’m not going to tell you where or what for, because really that’s not my news to tell. i’m amazed that he’s willing to turn his life upside down for the cause of a fair government that represents the people, or some such thing. i would never be [...]
i’ve updated backwash and Bittersweetheart, my laundry is done, my apartment is clean, what in the hell am i supposed to do now? I think the only really pressing thing on my agenda is grocery shopping– which is still up for debate. i’ve been on grocery strike for three weeks, so the cupboard is pretty [...]
Last night I went on a first date for the first time in over a year. It was quite an experience. I had forgotten about the first-date butterflies, about the will he like me? Will I like him? And all that nonsense. In my post-outlaw heartache I decided that I was going to get right [...]
you can read assignment #2 over on backwash now. actually, i’m not too appalled with how it turned out. PS. I’ll be lurking about the On Writers, Writing & Books chatroom around 9 p.m. EST tonight if you want to stop by and discuss books and writing and movies and the color of the sky [...]
yeah, not so much. no sparks. at least my apartment’s the cleanest it’s been since about 1998.
i’ve started laundry. so at least i will have clean, unsmelly clothes for my date tonight. the debate over leg shaving rages on. i will keep you posted on any depilatory developments. in other news, i have to clean my apartment. . . you know, in case. or something. why do i do this to [...]
my slumber was plagued with strange dreams last night. strange dreams that i’m even having trouble describing to myself. first, i was in a nice hotel room, sleeping, kind of. because shawn, my coworker, was in the bed with me. sort of sitting on the edge of the bed telling me about his girl troubles. [...]
i can’t seem to stop shivering. i’m just freezing here. i think it was all that sitting outside from 4:00 (yeah, michelle called me at like 3:30 “c’mon chromey, i’m ready to go. i don’t want to be the only one at my party!”) until 8. it’s cold out. it’s june in minnesota and i [...]
i didn’t cry. even when michelle started, i didn’t. i didn’t want to cry in front of her. i didn’t want her to continue crying and ruin her makeup. it’s going to be weird, going into work everyday and not being able to say “hey stinky, how’s it going?” i’ve worked with michelle for nearly [...]
my pal keith is off celebrating his 10th wedding anniversary in new york. this is totally not fair because now i have to sit here at work bored without any amusing e-mails. see, keith and i have been e-mailing each other back and forth for like a year. sometimes 30-40 e-mails a day. it’s really [...]
on the bottom of my paragraph about paul, the cucumber and graceland jeremy, my instructor, wrote Elvis is like Martha Stewart, a comforting presence & a ready source of good taste. . . great vision!. but more importantly when he asked twoems about something from the past week she could fictionalize and she started talking [...]
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