Saturday, September 22, 2001
This weekend is the weekend of hobbies for me. Last night, I went to a “cropfest” and added a whopping eight pages to my scrapbooks. If you do not scrapbook, this may seem like a paltry result of six hours of labor, but I kid you not, that is infuckingcredible. Plus they look very nice, […]
Friday, September 21, 2001
Good Lord. Can I digress from the normal diary fare for just a minute? When Mike ‘Boogie’ from Big Brother proposed to Krista ‘Trailer Trash’, I suddenly realized that they must have consummated their dysfunction. Then I had hysterical blindness, perhaps due to his baby blue leather basketball outfit that had ‘Chill Town’ written in […]
Thursday, September 20, 2001
Last night, I came home from work to my husband doing dishes without a shirt. Men, if you want to instantly turn on your lady, affect a Chippendale dancer look while doing the housework. The only downfall was that I couldn’t act on my state of mind for fear that he’d stop doing the dishes. […]
Wednesday, September 19, 2001
In the wee hours of the morning, after falling back asleep following a YEOWARLLLLLLLLLL episode from our dear cat Chelsea, I had one of those strange and disturbing dreams. First of all, I believe that there was a really cheesy horror movie from the 80’s that shared the same plot of my dream. I was […]
Tuesday, September 18, 2001
My entry today left me feeling unfulfilled, thus a bonus round of Weetabix.diaryland.com tonight. I didn’t mean to give the impression this morning that women desire a man who knows how to do magical things with his tongue. Honestly, while a Gene Simmonsesque ability to lick ones own eyebrows is admirable, if not a little […]
Tuesday, September 18, 2001
I think that when you reach a certain age and you haven’t had children to distract you, you begin to adopt pseudo-children. My cats will be the death of me yet. A summary: I own two cats. Chelsea is an eighteen-year-old, orange-striped barn cat without front teeth. Tilly began her life in a comic book […]
Monday, September 17, 2001
I have eaten too much pineapple and now my mouth is full of little tiny burning cuts. That’s a Monday for you. Right there. Yet do I cease eating the pineapple? Does the stinging pain adhere itself into my short term memory until I become conditioned to associate pineapple with pain? It does not. This […]
Sunday, September 16, 2001
Man, yesterday was an awesome day. I busted ass and yet feel great. I think this is how Martha Stewart does it. This must be how she gets so much done and still has time to raise chickens. Friday night I was having a hell of time falling asleep. I even had to make myself […]
Friday, September 14, 2001
Things to look forward to: Harry Potter movie…. opens November 16! Buffy on FXTV begins September 24 at 7:00 PM!!!! Oodles of snarky goodness with a chewy nougat center of sarcasm. Your daily recommended dosage of witty verbage. Now with more Anthony Stewart Head!! Likewise, new Buffy starts very very soon. Not sure when. I […]
Friday, September 14, 2001
The President made me a little angry yesterday. He started to make a pitch for more money for the military, implying that if we had had more money devoted to the military, the tragedy would have been prevented. I don’t think so. Unless military jets were employed to patrol the skies above every landmark, twenty-four […]
