Saturday, October 28, 2006
I am sitting on the floor of O’Hare’s Concourse K, right outside the food court, which, from the smell of things, involves a Cinnabon. 90% of the allure of Cinnabon, for me, is the smell, since after the first bite, it just tastes like frostingy glue. Perhaps if they just poured the frosting right into […]
Apparently, I am a bit brain damaged, and let me tell you why. You see, ever since April when I made plans to spend Halloween in San Francisco, I have been plotting my Halloween costume, vacillating between Ursula the Sea Witch and something cute that wouldn’t make me feel uncomfortable about my arm flab or […]
I wore a new dress for my one day in the home office, and after putting it on, I have to say, damn. Very cute. It was a grey and black plaid businessy dress that I paired with black pointy heels. Combined with my black leather laptop satchel and burgundy Jai Kudo reading glasses that […]
My big project at work is finished. Or rather, was martyred for political reasons. I was pretty upset about the whole thing, given that I wasted eight months, a whole lot of overtime and dropped the (admittedly disliked) Modernist Poetry class all for the sake of the project. The Project! The Project! It still echoes […]
The Diaryland edit window ate most of the last entry and I was too disgusted to retype it all when it happened. The doctor took x-rays and confirmed that nothing was broken, but I did manage to tear the hell out of two ligaments (one of which was the weird swollen crest on the top […]
Recently, we did a podcast about dreams, during which I had a complete blank on any of my recent dreams and ended up being all psychological and boring instead (which is the truth of Real Life With Weetabix: sometimes I gank out on the dorkiest subjects, instead of yelling “Fart! Rock star princess candy face!” […]
