on the way to work this morning, i heard Madness’ “Our House.” i love that song with a passion. it always reminds me of growing up in the house on 121st Ave in Blaine. After the wedding on saturday, i made sister #3 drive past the house for old time’s sake. it looks so small [...]

my back is killing me. i’m having a hard time laying, standing, sitting and doing pretty much anything but bitching about my aching back. i think the soreness is directly related to having spent roughly three hours yesterday with my ass on a nice, cement curb in hutchinson waiting with bated breath for one princess [...]

one of the rules every single one of my writing teachers at the loft have laid down is that you can’t work on your story or even read the comments your classmates give you for an entire week. they say you need some distance, some time to let it all sort of filter through and [...]

who wants Gmail? i got five invites.

I Hope She’s Happy is my convoluted attempt to make sense of the wedding i have to attend this afternoon.
you all know how much i love weddings.

I’m going to a wedding this afternoon. I just painted my toenails in honor of the occasion. Once we get to the church, I plan on painting a smile on my face too.
I love weddings - the pomp and circumstance, the big tacky dresses, the flowers, I love it all. Weddings always make me [...]

not only is there a biography of the delectable Jeff Tweedy from wilco there’s also a new book out by Books > Sunday Book Review > ‘So You Wanna Be a Rock & Roll Star’: Sex? No. Drugs? No. Panic Attacks? Yes.” href=”http://www.nytimes.com/2004/06/13/books/review/13MCMURTR.html”>Jacob Slichter, who you may know as the drummer for Semisonic.

i must have that nervous breakdown look on my face. three people have come up to me today and say that i “look tired.” this is odd because i got like 8 hours of sleep in a row last night. of course, we all know that “look tired” is just code for “look like utter [...]

i didn’t listen much while they were talking about Charles D’Ambrosio’s beautiful story, “The Point”. i was much too busy listening to my heart pound and my palms sweat. i always get a little nervous when my story is up for workshopping in class. i’m not sure which is more nerve-wracking, when i have to [...]

“cut out all the exclamation marks. an exclamation mark is
like laughing at your own joke, f. scott fitzgerald,” i said over my left shoulder, my face pointed to the back of my cube. “if you want to laugh at your own joke far be it from me to stand in your way.”
“who are you talking [...]

clearly UH loves me more than any of the gmail having bitches (and you know who you are) i thought were my friends. because now i have gmail and i rock the casbah and if’n you wanna get ahold of me via gmail, just drop a line to jodichromeysupergenius(at)gmail.com.

if my mom had any imagination whatsoever she would have totally named me Chauncey Billups, because that name would be perfect for me, don’t you think?

sung to the tune of Green Acres (this cool punk rock version).
Qdoba is the place for me.
fresh veggies are the life for me.
Sour cream spreadin’ out so far and wide.
Keep chipotle, just give me that diet coke with lime.
Qdoba is where I’d rather stay.
P.S. they gave me FREE Eclipse lemon ice gum in the bag.
I [...]

i decided all on my own that it would be a good idea to bust into some of the Lik-M-Aid Fun Dip i got for my birthday. since there are three flavors, GrapeYUMPTIOUS, Cherry-YUMDIDDLY, and RazzAppleMAGIC, and i’m at work, i took the conservative approach and only opened one of the flavors. as a child [...]

a smile with your name on it is guaranteed if you:
1. leave a message on my voice mail
2. text message me on sara the swanky cell phone
3. say “i was just thinking about you” or “i did/saw/heard ____ and thought of you.”
4. talk to me about a great book you read
6. talk to me about [...]