i just finished the final rewrite of “Branches” tomorrow i send it off for the Tamarack Award, now is the time where you send good vibes my way.

today’s another one of those days where if you were to talk about it you’d get fired for sure. it’s also the day where i’ve decided that developing a drinking problem might not be such a bad idea. all i know is that i plan on hitting the bottle the minute i get home.

yesterday was Raymond Carver’s birthday, which makes him a gemini just like me. and that makes me smile. in other birthday related news, you now have only 11 days until my birthday. time is running out, you might want to start panicking now.

the TTHM has blessed the day with weird phone calls.
first there was FFJ and the screech about an ex-almost-lover who is getting married. and we all know how those sorts of things go. my heart broke for her in all the ways that hearts can break when you are so totally empathetic with a situation.
then [...]

ok, you can simply skip it if you don’t like weird dreams. if not. . . well, you’ve been warned

i’m getting my haircut on friday, so if you wanna come by and make out and stuff, i’m totally gonna be cute. but, i will be driving a shortbus– don’t hold it against me, it’s not mine. it seems my whole fam has to borrow ruby this weekend leaving me with sister #4’s shortbus while [...]

if you had an ounce of sense you would run right out and get Bring Me Your Saddest Arizona right this second. it is beautiful and sad and wonderful. if this book were a boy, i’d totally want to marry it. i can’t wait to finish it tonight.

the phone rang at 8:16 a.m. i was convinced someone was dead or it was a telemarketer. i mean, really, my phone never rings that early. so of course, fearing the worst, i pick it up.
“hello,” i said.
there was a pause and i thought ‘ah, telemarketer.’
then a tentative, “hello.”
it was the TTHM.
so then i went [...]

tonight i got a hot date with my couch and the delectable ryan harty and his book Bring Me Your Saddest Arizona . i’ve been wanting to read this bad boy since i read “Why the Sky Turns Red When the Sun Goes Down” in this year’s Best American. i am really that excited. me, [...]

is there anyone on earth who can eat cherries and not think of that really disgusting scene in “Witches of Eastwick” where the pastor’s wife starts vomitting up cherry pits?
because you know, i can’t.
at writing group on saturday damon brought out a GIANT bag of cherries and now i can’t seem to stop eating [...]

unmotivation, thy name is jodi. today, let’s make the weather the scapegoat. i would give my left hand to see the sun shine. enough with the rain, really. this morning’s fog doesn’t seem to want to burn off. my head is shrouded in muzziness. i think that maybe my best friend kari (who i am [...]

sister #3, the kidlings, and i ventured out into the rainy sunday to see shrek 2. it wasn’t too shabby. max liked the very ending, credit part the best. i won’t give it away. jaycie was pretty fond of it too. i think my heart belongs to Pixar, i still think bug’s life, and the [...]

last night after many painful weeks, i finally fucking finished Fortress of Solitude. Avoid this one like the plauge darling ones.

it’s chilly and rainy outside, the only sunshine is coming from my face. i have writer’s group today which makes me giddy. and the TTHM is back. i got to talk to him last night. it wasn’t until i heard his voice on the phone that i realized how damn much i missed him.

1. my loneliness and heartache have been eaten by a tapeworm. i’m pretty sure of this because i ate lunch at noon and right now my stomach is rumbling it’s so pissed off and empty. and sadly because my stomach was rumbling and pissed off at about 10 a.m. despite breakfast i already ate the [...]