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Give me a minute
Or don’t, you don’t have to. I don’t have much to say in it, anyway. I have a yen to clean my room, but it’s so cold I might just crawl back into bed. I need to make a pot of chili. Maybe cor...
that's how I detox
No, I’m not secretly Amy Winehouse. Dude, I can’t even sing. I’m just sighing my way through the end of another sucktastic Monday. It didn’t start, and that is bad. I must adjust my alarms. ...
I didn't leave the Siamese title on...
you’re welcome. Every time I type, Makenzie has to come sit on or near or very close to the keyboard, as if she is telling me that she needs my hands on her more than I will ever need to express...
I am unmotivated
It’s 2:30 pm, it’s Saturday, it’s going to be a long week, and I’m unmotivated to begin. I’m wearing a sweater and pajama pants. I think I washed my hair Thursday. I feel invaded. The childre...
The procrastination is strong with this one
Had a rare treat this morning. Since the Beast had therapy, and her dad took her, I had the house to myself for a few minutes. I took advantage of it. I snuggled in bed and I listened to the q...
And another one bites the dust.
No, nothing died. My brain is on a Queen kick and I don’t have headphones. Miss ODD cut the wires on all my headphones because she was angry about bullies at school. Somehow, in her mind, cutt...
The Quest for a Motherfucking Cheese Bagel
I cannot, for the life of me, find a fucking cheese bagel in town. Walmart hasn’t had them for a week. I know because I’ve looked. Every day. For a week. Winco was out of cheese ones. They h...
Today was a nonstarter
I had a day planned today. I was going to roll out of bed (I was going to watch Doctor Who in bed last night, but the cat sat on the space bar and it wouldn’t restart, so I cried instead. Yeste...
Cluelessness
I know I’m supposed to be merciful. I know I’m supposed to be consciously kind. I know I should make allowances for my husband. Today, I choose not to. I consciously choose myself today. And...
Toe-mato
I forced the hall closet door open today and slammed it into my third toe when I did, so I splintered my toenail three ways and there’s a magnificent little bruise running right along the top. B...
It was a week, ya'll.
I’m taking a break right now. I have one more paper to write “right now,” before I head home, but it’s not a big paper and I’ve done well so far. This paper will be on interviewing, which is an...
Picking up the pieces
There’s a lot of odds and ends this week. I think this is mostly because it has begun to get cold in the house (shitty insulation, very large window in my office) and I don’t want to do much. B...
It's just another day. Da da da da da da...it's just another day!
So sad, so sad, sometimes she feels, so sad… Eh Sir Paul, you really have no idea. But okay. The tune’s chipper, at least. McCartney was never my favorite Beatle, but John was kind of a weirdo...
Sittin' on the dock of the bay
Only not. Because I don’t know where the waterfront is around here. We’ve never been there, you see. Today, I am exploring north of my “boundary” of WinCo in Frederickson, off on the horribly ...
Nothing. They called me "nothing."
I really don’t have anything to say. I’m exhausted. I have a late assignment. I need a shower, and I’m tired, and I still owe Spanish tonight. This one late class is kicking my ass. Needing ...
Book Description
It’s a month. I’m a girl. That’s university. Those are my kids.
I will survive.
