It’s hard to walk into Supergenius HQ and not talk about books. Instead of art, I have books. Instead of a TV bigger than a postage stamp, I have books. Instead of a clean, clutter free space, I have some more books.
There are a lot of books and generally when people come over for [...]
Posts Tagged: TTHM
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Feb 09
Defending my turf
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Dec 08
The worst part was I had to live in Roseville
I dreamt last night that my family made me move into you Aunt Tete’s house in Roseville. I am not sure where my aunt had gone, but all I know is that I was forced to live in her house. It made me very sad, having to live in Roseville. So sad, in fact, that [...]
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Dec 08
It is a real job, really
“You work from home on Wednesdays?” the TTHM asked, unable to control his shock and awe.
“Yeah,” I said.
“THAT’S NOT A JOB!” He shouted into his phone.
“Yes it is,” I said. “I have to follow people on Twitter and read blogs, post stuff.”
“I hope they pay you in stickers and not real money.”
“I get paid in [...]
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Jul 08
Not a complaint, only an observation: on speechlessness and oversharing
It’s after 9 a.m. on a Sunday morning and I haven’t spoken or chatted with anyone since 11 p.m. on Friday. This is not a complaint, only an observation. I did, however, respond to an e-mail which has left my brain spinning a bit. In the e-mail a friend and I were discussing oversharing.
A few [...]
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Feb 08
A song that unites a generation of 30something women
“Oh look,” I pointed to the TV above our heads. “That’s kind of phallic.”
“Yes,” the TTHM said.
“Is this American Girl?” The sound was hard to hear
“I believe it is.”
I immediately started singing and shrugging my shoulders to the beat, at least the one in my head. “She was an American girl raised on promises. She [...]
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Feb 08
The skanky bowl
Even though I know how it all ends, I still think of that night as one of those defining moments in my life. It was the first real romantic night I’d ever experienced. Of all the things that fly through my mind when I hear the opening jangly bits of “I Will Dare,” that night [...]
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Jan 08
On dirty people & a whole new year
I’m not sure if this cold that has leveled me is karmic payback for being witness to the book burning or if it’s just the side-effects of a weakened immune system caused by being a shut in. What I do know is that I picked the bug up at Seamus’ party which was filled with [...]
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Oct 07
Soup
I made some soup today. It was a kind of a minestrone filled with most all the vegetables I enjoy or at least the TTHM would have called it minestrone.
Back when we were in the thick of our totally not romantic relationship the TTHM and I would talk on the phone every night for [...]
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Aug 07
Sometimes the fates give you exactly what you need
For the past week or so someone has been doing some in-depth research here on iwilldare.com about the TTHM. I don’t know who it is. It’s been fascinating watching the mystery searcher plunder through seven years of archives.
The mystery searcher is not the legendary TTHM. I asked him. This has, of course made the [...]
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Jul 07
if flannery blogged
For the TTHM: If Flannery O’Connor had a blog, she’d need someone there to shoot her, I am sure. [via]
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Jun 07
A list of things I want to write about as soon as I have time
From my beloved Upper Class calendar:
Seeing the TTHM
The last goodbye
Hemingway
The slamming poets
Westernerd Convention, game day menu, and being a regular
New calendar/old calendar
Laughing poets
Be Kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle
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Jan 07
Epiphanies complete with Ryan Adams’ soundtrack
Sometimes it’s hard to go back and trace your thought process and try to find the beginning of an idea. It’s like when you’re sitting with your friends and you start talking about something you read in the newspaper and the next thing you know you’re all singing “Eye of the Tiger” for reasons nobody [...]
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Oct 06
Today in celebrity birthdays
Today we celebrate the births of:
• Bret Favre, cute Greenbay Packer quarterback
• Thelonious Monk, jazz guy of undetermined atractiveness
• TTHM, tall tall handsome man who was my life for nearly an entire summer, sometime ago. I would say he’s my all-time favorite ex, but since our relationship was only romantic for about 4 seconds calling [...]
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May 06
An evening of pure titillation
My all-time, top-titillating #1 fetish is being read to. No lie. Someone starts to read something and my core gets all melty and my knees get a little weak. Once, when I was much younger than I am right now I kissed a fellow gas station attendant while we were working merely because he started [...]
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Apr 06
being nostalgic for 2004 is so much bullshit
Some two years ago, I used to spend a lot of time lounging about with my hand down my pants watching Dawson’s Creek or talking on the phone.
Last night that’s exactly what I did and it was totally awesome. I felt like I was 31 again.
(okay, okay, I know. What kind of asshole gets nostalgic [...]
