i’m still in my pajamas.

my delightful nap was rudely interrupted by the phone. i answered it because my horoscope today said “Don’t ignore the phone. Someone whose voice you may not even remember is preparing to contact you for an extremely delightful reason.” unfortunately, it was a voice i remembered. it was sister #4 who needed directions to the [...]

i’m not working today. it’s sorta delightful, because i’m gonna go take a nap in a little bit. hopefully, i’ll have some more bizarre dreams. last night i had a dream that the CIA and/or FBI busted into my apartment just as i was about to leave for Harvard with FFJ and Andie from Dawson’s [...]

for the TTHM: Paul’s ‘What a Day for a Night’ video. this is for you, because i keep forgetting to get you that damn DVD and this video, it’s on the DVD.

here are my people. the great unwashed, glistening with a thin sheen of grease from foods on a stick, the refuse to get out of your way and don’t even notice when their umbrellas come dangerously close to poking out the eye of the freakishly tall girl masses. yes, my people.
as you can [...]

while surfing around for a link to stuart dybek’s story “pet milk,” i found this rad, rad reading of Tim O’Briens fucking fantastic story “The Things They Carried.” it’s real audio, i know. but still, it’s so wonderful you should overlook that small short coming.

i survived another year at the fair. but just barely. i’m so exhausted i think i’ll sleep for 100 years.

whenever i hear that OnStar commercial on the radio, the one where the guy calls to report an accident because someone had a seizure and the ONStar lady asks if he wants her to stay on the line and he says, no the police are already, i cry. every time i hear it, i cry.

the bossman has come up with an all new and exciting way to make me feel like complete shit. yes, we all thought that the not talking me for 3 weeks would be enough, or the not responding to my e-mail but no, that’s not it! now, whenever i talk to the artguy or the [...]

FFJ has a calendar and i’ve envied it since i first saw it. the TTHM also has a calendar, though i have never seen it, i envy it too because he writes things in there like Fajitas with YKW (YKW=You Know Who=Me). so yes, i admit it, i have much calendar envy. FFJ told me [...]

so the artguy was telling me about some opening event reception gala he went to. he told me how there were tons of tall people and i said he should invited me. then he made some other comment about making fun of everyone’s art. and i said, i would just make fun of the people. [...]

so yes, the day started out super great with a giant hug from my favorite frat boy, and even though the office politics encroached, when you get a hug first thing in the morning, not too many things can bring you down.
plus, the whole day just ended wonderfully. sometimes i forgot just how much fun [...]

phew. my heart is still racing, my palms are still a little sweaty, and i feel pretty good. despite what a lot of people i work with think, i don’t feel much like a natural leader. i can fight for what’s right, i can do what i’m told, i can even make decisions when it’s [...]

a good day doesn’t have to be your birthday, that’s what my pal st. paul westerberg says. in fact, you know what can be a good day? all it can take to make a day good? it’s seeing snoop robbie rob, your former best cubemate in softwareland. the blond-haired, blue-eyed frat boy who made those [...]

well, it’s official, i’m fucking boring. the boringness is causing me to become pouty and whiny and making me think i’m pathetic and lonely. and even my usual lonely rants are boring. i can’t even think of anything to say about my pathetic loneliness and unlovableness and all that other cliched crap i so love [...]