Thursday, January 31, 2002
So my day today: Blew ass. Started off kind of ok. Called in and took a vacation day, as I have 8 copy paper boxes to fill with things from our kitchen cupboards. Then I proceeded to sleep, perchance to dream, until almost 11:00 a.m. I got up and checked my email, chatted a bit, […]
Wednesday, January 30, 2002
Yesterday I had my terribly expensive spa experience and let me tell you… I want more. First off, I sprinted out of my office like a drag queen at a Nascar rally. I was terrified that any one of my team members would suddenly contract Ebola or have a sick child or a hang nail […]
Tuesday, January 29, 2002
Last night, I noticed a show in the cable guide called ‘Burger Meister’. No shit. It’s a cooking show about making burgers. That night, the guy was making salmon burgers. Just so you know, if you bump into that show, that is not Esteban. He will not own up to the Burgermeister title, and certainly […]
I really hate January. I’m severely glad that it’s almost over. I think I have seasonal affective disorder or whatever new age weirdness is the psychological vogue right now. I think I have some radical disorder caused by inhaling and eating white drywall dust. Or something. I didn’t leave the house yesterday. I sat around […]
You know, as much as I sometimes kvetch about being a girl, it’s really fun sometimes. I was thinking that as I was wandering around my house this morning in my adorably cute pink flowered boxer shorts and white t-shirt. I have a wonderful soft curvy body. I like my hips. I like the way […]
Well, I was supposed to have a half a day off today but two members of our six-person team decided to be sick today. I hate them now. I went to the new non-Barnes & Noble Starbucks near my house on the way to work this morning. Now, let’s get one thing clear right now. […]
Thursday, January 24, 2002
This is my favorite poem. Of. All. Time. It should come as no surprise to you. PoopBy Gerald Locklin my daughter, blake, is in kindgergarten. they are teaching her to be a docile citizen and, incidentally to read. concurrently, like many of us, she has become a trifle anal compulsive. complications ensue. i ask her […]
Wednesday, January 23, 2002
Weetabix’s Uterus: Grrrrrrr! I hate the world!!! Weetabix: Stop it or I’ll take another Advil. Weetabix’s Uterus: By the way, did you see how the real Jack and Jennifer are back on Days of Our Lives? See? I told you that you should quit your job and stay home and watch soap operas and clean […]
Wednesday, January 23, 2002
Weetabix’s Uterus: Grrrrrrr! I hate the world!!! Weetabix: Stop it or I’ll take another Advil. Weetabix’s Uterus: By the way, did you see how the real Jack and Jennifer are back on Days of Our Lives? See? I told you that you should quit your job and stay home and watch soap operas and clean […]
Tuesday, January 22, 2002
Ladies and Gentleman, my uterus has taken over. It has complete control of my body. Make no sudden movements or it will cut you, man, it will pop a cap in your ass. Or cramp up. Which is way worse, let me tell you. I’m all hormonal. I predicted this last week when I was […]
