I’ve been having weird robot dreams lately. My monkeys are apparently robots. Two nights ago, I dreamed that an online diarist fell down some stairs and as I was pouring Bactine on her wounds, I realized that she was actually a poorly constructed robot, as her leg was ripped open to reveal a support system […]
Yesterday, Esteban and I went to the Farmer’s Market and bumped into one of my favorite Wives Of Esteban’s Friends, CC. I think we relate on a decent level because she recognizes that I’m not just a snipey bitch concerned with filling the conversation with how I/My Husband/My House/My Car/Life is better than everyone else’s […]
This was taken without a flash, so you can actually see the black light and a bit of the ambiance, but also, Carissa, Penny and I are just a blur up on the dance floor. This is my favorite photo ever taken at the Bad Bar. I think it sums up the experience as a […]
So, I had insomnia last night until I finally tranced myself out at 3 am. But because I couldn’t sleep, you get a video of what we did last Friday (with some extra footage thrown in). A very poor-quality video because little Ms. Perfectionist had to have a whole fucking song on it but she […]
Oh my god, today all the karma in the world caught up with me. It didn’t start out too horribly. I didn’t sever an artery with my Gillette Power Mach 3 in the shower (death by ankle whacking’ how delightful) or electrocute myself with my Flash Gordon hair dryer or anything, so that wasn’t too […]
Garg, how did it get to be a week later? How? I ask this of you? (Please don’t tell the comments how it happened’ really, I’m just being stupid) So, um, yeah. Let’s see. Randomness. I’ve made it to the farmer’s market for the past four weekends. I know! Big shock! I always want to […]
When it comes to my family (with the exception of my sister) I tend to take a hands-off approach. I have learned through sad, miserable experience that the more contact I have with them, the more crazy I feel. For instance, if I call my mother just to talk, she will immediately launch into a […]
Carissa : I’m just going to use the bathroom. I’ll be right back. Weetabix : Ok, I need your opinion on something. Let’s say, you’re in the bathroom at work. Penny : Which bathroom’ one of the bays? Weetabix : No, the little one by human resources. Penny : Ok. Weetabix : And you go […]
This entry was nominated and received a Diarist Award for Q1 2004. I am very honored. Things like that remind me that I shouldn’t be nervous about putting up schmoopy or questionable stuff, which is something that all writers struggle with sometimes. Bit of trivia: that first uterus entry almost got deleted before it was […]
