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Monthly Archives: April 2003

Wrecked ’em? I hardly touched ’em!

So I was sitting there last night on my LayZBoy recliner, the one we inherited from Ward and June and I hate because it is the color and texture of the insoles of a hundred old man shoes, and I had just made dinner for myself because Esteban was working uber late and ditched me […]

It’s not just a good idea, it’s the law

You know, I really hate the spring Daylight Saving jump. Hate it. I don’t lose that hour just once; I lose it like FIVE times. In fact, my clock says that it’s 9:30 but I feel like it should be about four o’clock in the afternoon. It’s dark out and I feel like orange juice. […]

Bumbles bounce

Last night, the collection of various angry hormones in my body got together and kicked my ass thrice. I am responsible for 1.2 packages of consumed Oreos over the last four days. This is not my beautiful diet but rather a recipe for diabetes. I don’t care. Fuck anyone who says anything. Fuck anyone who […]

Fat Naked Girl, Table For One

There’s a new barista at Sbux. I pulled up the other day, cranking some NIN and wearing the Rock Star jacket. Baransky Barista took my order through the speaker (“Venti Crème de Menthe non fat no whip mocha please”), with her snipey little smugness, repeating it back to me incorrectly (“Venti Cinnamon Mocha?” “No, Vente […]

Fat Naked Girl, Table For One

There’s a new barista at Sbux. I pulled up the other day, cranking some NIN and wearing the Rock Star jacket. Baransky Barista took my order through the speaker (‘Venti Cr’me de Menthe non fat no whip mocha please’), with her snipey little smugness, repeating it back to me incorrectly (‘Venti Cinnamon Mocha?’ ‘No, Vente […]

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