Yesterday, I went to Sam’s Wholesale Club to purchase large amounts of various food stuffs at low low prices. And one of my Pavlovian responses to entering the doors at Sam’s is that I must then urinate. I don’t know why. There’s just something about showing my card to a bored employee wearing a smock […]
Thursday, August 30, 2001
Last week, I went and did the sing thing to get my mind off of family issues. My ensemble’ was a $7 t-shirt, black pants and what I thought were my black comfy loafers. They were actually my navy blue comfy loafers. So there I was in a lime green t-shirt, black pants and navy […]
Wednesday, August 29, 2001
Today is the first day of school for kids in our area. You might be thinking: Weetabix, why are you concerned with this? After all, you only have two kitties, one of whom is a bipolar bulimic psychopath and the other is the cat equivalent of a grumpy 147-year-old. Why would the first day of […]
I have this strange urge to update…. I have no idea. It’s almost as though my fingers are moving of their own power. Must be Her doing. Go visit the Message Board Oh, and if you get a chance, there’s a new Diarylander who just made her very first two entries today. You can visit […]
Carissa and I went to lunch together. I’m trying to convince her to use one of her seven and a half remaining vacation days to go golfing with me on Friday morning. There is nothing like driving around on a golf cart, looking cute and drinking wine coolers. Yes’. Drinking and driving. A fine Wisconsin […]
Damn, I am so excited. Dead Dog Dorris is making me this bitchin’ diary layout. It’s so damned cool. I can’t wait to unveil it. Yep. That’s right. It’s so damned cool, I could only resurrect an 80’s word like “bitchin” to do it justice. Never fear, however: Chubby Tink will be gracing the new […]
Man, I think I am the poster child for Pink Eye. I just cured it in my left eye and now I’ve got it in my right eye. My eye is just weeping all of the time. I think a lot of people at work don’t know what to make of it. They must think […]
I had a lovely day yesterday, which took away some of the lingering agony of the last week. I went to ArtStreet with my sister Mo and niece Abby (who graces my banner ad below). It was lovely. I purchased a handmade paper stationery set, with which I intend to use to send Natalie a […]
Saturday, August 25, 2001
An update on Auntie Brumhilda: Apparently there has been a debacle. It’s being heralded as The Marshmallow Incident. Sources say that Auntie Brumhilda and her family went back to Grandma’s house after the funeral. There, in full espionage mode, my other Aunt attempted to slip Brumhilda’s daughters some marshmallows. The girls went outside to eat […]
The funeral was strange. It was pretty much just our tiny little dysfunctional family. Not one person who had an actual genetic connection to Betty. I suppose that it might be sad, but then, I’m glad that she belonged to us and not her actual family, since we were obviously the only people who cared […]
