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Wednesday, September 15, 2004
Chauffi : I’m thinking about not updating my diary again. Like, ever. Weetabix : Ok, so don’t. Or just take a break. And if that break lasts 50 years, then that’s ok. Chauffi :I sort of want you to take a break too. Just so that I can enjoy the mass pandemonium that would ensue. […]
The cucumber does not need a prop
Friday, September 10, 2004
At work, the file cabinets have been known to contain strange and magical and sometimes terrifying surprises, mostly related to the culinary realm. I suspect that a small nomadic tribe could subsist solely from what they could forage from the maze of filing low filing cabinets (which often resemble a Vegas buffet, complete with grazers […]
Love and more importantly, boobies
Wednesday, September 8, 2004
So, boobs. You know how much we all love them. If it weren’t for boobs, I would lose half my material (not to mention, half my ballast). I had a pretty serious breast cancer scare when I was 26 years old. One of my high school classmates died of breast cancer during that same year, […]
Goodbye Canicule
Monday, September 6, 2004
It’s fall. It’s definitely fall. I don’t care that we’ve had the first warm stretch since 2003 and I don’t care that I had a blissful prolonged float in the pool (which is rather rare because in order to be wet and also above the warm water without getting too cold, the air temperature must […]
Crispy Cream
Saturday, September 4, 2004
They’re opening a Krispy Kreme in my town. Correction: they’re opening a Krispy Kreme six blocks from where I work. I will pass it every morning and twice if I leave my office for lunch and then probably again when I go home at night. Whenever I go to Barnes and Noble, donut donut donut. […]
Obi Wan Kenobix
Tuesday, August 31, 2004
My husband and I went to dinner last night. I had just done an impression of someone (I forget who) and it was really good. Except that Esteban didn’t even blink. And I was like ‘You don’t even appreciate my (whomever) impression!’ He replied, ‘You’re right. I didn’t. I think I’m just stunned by its […]
The Artful Dodger
Monday, August 30, 2004
Fall is definitely in the air this weekend. At one point, I found myself scrounging through Esteban’s sock drawer for his big grey man socks (which he never wears because I’m usually wearing them, however, they are so big and bulky that they take up half the drawer, while my sock drawer space is precious, […]
serotonergic
Friday, August 27, 2004
I have been wiped out all week. Part of it has to do with the fact that it’s my monthly exhausted time (and by the way, THANK YOU Ms. Uterus for timing my two day window of PMS and zits for the one event of the year where my speckles and under eye circles are […]
The Diarists Ate My Baby
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
This is supposed to be a big entry full of linky squee, but I just. Can’t. Do. It. I even took the short-cut of grabbing all of the html code off the Journalcon attendees page. So Journalcon. Sigh. At t-minus 5 hours to departure, I was freaking out. I mean, more than my normal pre-trip […]
