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Monthly Archives: December 2002

The Bitch is back

Weetabix’s Uterus: Is this the place where I sign up for a reassignment? Don’t give me a look like that. Listen, I’ve tried to be understanding. I’ve tried to be patient. I’ve been sitting back for 31.5 years, envisioning all the uterine glory that was to come. I mean, you should have heard the pep […]

Six Degrees of Desperation

I’ve become aware of a new disturbing trend. The percentage of readers who actually know me in the real world is growing. At first, only my sister Mo and my friend Markus read this diary. Then Esteban told his friends about it and Joel read something like 150 entries in one sitting. And then everyone […]

Less Than Weetabix

I think I’m getting sick. I think it’s because I started to take vitamins a few months ago and then forgot for three days but because my body got so accustomed to the extra Clubhouse Pow!! it forgot how to fend for itself. I had some kind of prolonged episode today while on the phone […]

Drunken Debauchery Part 437

I don’t want to write this entry. I know already that it’s going to be all HTMLy and annoying and it will likely give me a headache. Instead, so far, I’ve finished most of my holiday cards’ I’ve got all of the addresses written and most of them stuffed. I have a butt load of […]

Excuse me, did you misplace your ice pick? I seem to have found it.

In the past three days, I have started two entries, only to have my computer (yes, for those of you playing along on the home version of Life With Weetabix it is my NEW computer) strangely reboot itself or something when I leave it alone. Completely obliterating my unsaved Word document. I haven’t a clue. […]

USDA Prime Cut

I went grocery shopping on Saturday with Esteban… a thing that only happens twice a year because his primary goal once we walk inside the store is TO GET OUT OF THE STORE. He makes me crazy. He insists upon walking every square inch of the store, down weird aisles, because “You never know…”. I […]

Next up on TRL… Weetabix’s Ass

I got a good look at my butt in the mirror last night. I had worn a hoodie sweatshirt all day but because I was at home and Esteban has the heat cranked to Old People Temperature, as he has been feeling under the weather, I removed said hoodie and walked around in my stretch […]

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