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Category Archives: Diaryland

Insert bad Godfather impression here

On Friday evening, only moments after posting the last entry and declaring to all the world that I needed vodka, stat, I found myself calling my collection of Bar Boys and organizing a rendezvous at the Bad Bar. Only for a quick drink, I kept telling myself, reassuring my inner child of an alcoholic that […]

Job Satisfaction Score

It has been the week from hell, which culminates with my hell day at work. Goody. Today, my blood pressure was so high that my hands-free phone set, which has an earpiece that goes into your head like a hearing aid, was bobbing up and down and then I realized it was my PULSE. I […]

Schmalz

You know how I bitch about being on the Prednisone and how it gives me a schizophrenic tummy (hungry? Not hungry, angry! Now hungry! Arrrgh! Splenda Head want four gallons of ice-cold chocolate milk or kill you now!) not to mention keeps me awake for about five hours past my normal bedtime? Yeah, well, there’s […]

Panty Christ

Warning: this entry will NOT be a reaction to the political climate of the US. It will be about panties and perhaps something other stupid thing. If you want political punditism, type something blindly into your browser’s navigation tool and I’m sure that you’ll hit a page that talks about recounts or Ohio or crowing […]

The one with the Braaaaaains

It was kind of a weirdly productive weekend. I spent Friday evening watching Dawn of the Dead, still laughing to myself about the punch line to all zombie jokes (which is, of course, ‘Brraaaaaaaains!’ HEEE!) and then spent the rest of the night triple and quintuple checking the locks on all the doors and cursing […]

Green Bay Mini Con Survey

Weekend in Green Bay (aka Weetacon) March 4-6 Two choices of accommodations, both located in downtown Green Bay directly across the street from each other: St. Brendans Inn Toll free (866) 604-7474) 1 queen bed with whirlpool tub, rainfall shower, free breakfast, and luxury furnishings for $89.50 plus tax(Group Rate: Weetacon)

Encyclopedia Brown, watch out!

Man, apparently, I’m down to two updates a week on this thing. That is just sad. I can only plead an insane schedule again. This week, I have two freelance projects, work, physical therapy, class, a story to critique, Slaughterhouse Fiveto read and also must do laundry or titillate the male population with my curvy […]

Caution: may cause drowsiness

I have the beginning of nasty Death Throat happening, so on Thursday night I paid a visit to Dr. Perky to hopefully stave off the impending misery. She prescribed me the usual Zithromax without the Prednisone chaser, as my lungs hadn’t quite given up the fight yet. I felt somewhat vindicated in that my temperature […]

Unless sounded as A, such as in neighbors and no fucking way

Oh the floor. The floor! I just can’t get over the floor! It’s all shiny and pretty and eclectic and looks like what other people have in their homes instead of the sixties lin-oh-lee-um that should have been in the Smith-soh-ne-un. It’s almost like we’re actual adults instead of living in a frat house. Of […]

Scullery maid

Well, it was another sort of horribly unfun but very productive weekends at Casa Weetabix, although it did have its highlights. I did make it back out for some uninterrupted shopping on Friday night, scoring a new shower curtain liner at Bed, Bath and Beyond (gah, I am absolutely frothing at the bit waiting for […]

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