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Monthly Archives: December 2001

Old Year’s Ramblings 2001

Last year, I wrote an ‘summing up the year’ entry for 2000. Here’s 2001. My normal entry is here I played laser tag with a bunch of 12-year-olds and reacquainted myself with laughing so much that milk comes out of ones nose. I became a diarist. I got quoted, interviewed, nova noted, and blogged, but […]

The one where I drop a bunch of names

This weekend, I’ve been suffering from a rampant bout of stupidity. Don’t ask me why. I don’t know. I’m too dumb to figure it out. I think I go through these phases’ it’s all a way of evening things out. I can be really freaking brilliant for moments but then must suffer from intense retardation […]

Hurt so good??? I think not.

Oh my god, my groin really hurts. No, not that part of it, sheesh, get your mind out of the gutter. The muscle that connects my leg to… I don’t know what… to something… somewhere… in the pelvic region. That part hurts. I have a groin injury. And the worst part is that I don’t […]

Visualizing panties, cookies, and Robert Mitchum

I’m only at work for a partial day today, but it feels like the last day of school. I don’t want to actually do anything. I want to drive to Appleton and buy HobNobs at the Irish store there, and also some very lovely expensive panties, which are not at the Irish store, but rather […]

Bring on the people from VH1!!!

I worry sometimes that I watch Bring it On far too often. I worry that it makes me a geek. I worry that I may someday call my boss a ‘cheertator’. I worry that when someone inevitably walks into the meat locker that they call our cubicle farm and says ‘Brrr it’s cold in here’ […]

I’m dreaming of a White Trash Christmas!

So Christmas. It was a veritable stew of family dysfunction. My family aside, for whom dysfunctional interactions are an art, much like an Obsession by Calvin Klein commercial, the winner for dysfunction is Esteban’s paternal side of the family. Don’t get me wrong. It’s not a bad thing. It’s kind of a Jerry Springer meets […]

Deck the Harrs with Barrs of Horry

Fa Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra RAAAAAA!!!!!!!!! That’s all I have to say today.

My apologies to Clement Clarke Moore

Twas the day before the day before Christmas and all through Casa Weetabix Not a creature was stirring but for a curvy round girl pulling out all her holiday tricks the laundry needed washing, presents needed wrapping her fingernail polish chipped, litter box full of cat crappings a box of Ghiradelli cookie mix sat unopened […]

Think of all the fun I’ve missed… think of all the karaoke hosts I’ve gotten pissed

It’s going to snow this weekend!!!!! While I know that this will likely upset my friend RoadiePig, as he is involved in the removal of said white stuff, I’m totally stoked. WOOOOOO!!!! (Weetabix does a little ‘Chubby Snow Bunny’ dance) Two days ago, as I was walking out of Barnes & Noble with a venti […]

They do get weary…. WEARING that same old dress…. when they get weary…. try a little ESTROGEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I’m having one of those ‘Three Estrogen Martinis’ kind of days. This completely explains the migraine last week. This completely explains my irrational crankypants attitude. This explains the new zit that has erupted upon my chin. This does not explain the auxiliary zit that has sprouted up next to the first zit. Perhaps it is […]

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