Sunday, November 30, 2003
It is Thanksgiving Day and we are ordained to spend it at my Drunken Mama’s house. I am about to dress up, as my nature is to overdress, but then I scrap everything and decide to wear a DKNY t-shirt, my grey angora cardigan (because it will inevitably be too warm inside my mother’s tiny […]
Tuesday, November 25, 2003
On Friday, I got home late and proceeded to work on my grad school manuscript. I’m doubling the applications this year. Last year, I applied to U of Minnesota, U of Wisconsin ‘ Milwaukee, U of Indiana, and the big granddaddy of them all, U of Iowa. This year, I’m doing those again and adding […]
Thursday, November 20, 2003
I got an email from my friend Mary Kaye about yesterday’s entry. —–Original Message—–From: Marykay Sent: Thursday, November 20, 2003 8:56 AMTo: WeetabixSubject: diary entry oh my gawd. i can’t believe you ran into mike working at a music store. and i can’t believe he pretended not to remember you! he sooooo remembered you. i […]
Wednesday, November 19, 2003
Scene: the music store where Mike, Weetabix’s boyfriend from freshman year in college, now works. Weetabix : Hi.. um, don’t I know you from someplace? Your face looks very familiar. Mike : Hmm’ I don’t know. Weetabix : It’s driving me crazy. I know I know you from somewhere. Mike : You look’ familiar too’ […]
Monday, November 17, 2003
The weekend’ ah, it stretches out behind me like a flag. Like a windsock. (Remember when those were all the rage with the hippy set? We had a rainbow one, before anyone in Green Bay realized that rainbows were associated with Gay Pride. My mom’s hippy boyfriend used a ten foot length of pipe and […]
Friday, November 14, 2003
Bah. That pretty much sums up my mindset right now. It’s officially winter and I’m trying desperately to get my warm winter ‘I love the world and Santa and snowflakes and gift wrapping even though it inevitably gives me paper cuts’ kind of attitude, but at the same time, trying to get Summer Slacker girl […]
Tuesday, November 11, 2003
I have another entry to write about our Bad Bar night on Friday, and when I do it, it’s going to go here. It’s mostly photocentric, so I’m not going to try to build the sandwich without bread, people. I don’t know where I got that metaphor’ maybe I’m channeling Dr. Phil. Until then, Nicole […]
In the middle of the night, I woke Esteban up to tell him to roll over because he was snoring. Under the down comforter, his hand found mine and opened it. I figured he was going to hold my hand while he slept (something we do sometimes… I know, most of you just retched because […]
Wednesday, November 5, 2003
Just to clarify something from the previous entry, I actually don’t like Bath & Body Works. I think they are the Thomas Kinkade of health and beauty lines. However I do like the candles they sell under the White Barn Candle Company line. Quite honestly, their personal care line does not impress me. Their lotion […]
