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Category Archives: Diaryland

Just a little prick

I got a flu shot today. A lady named April came at me with a big fucking needle. And now I have guilt that I just swore up there. But honestly, that’s the most appropriate adjective I can muster when confronted with a needle. And really, it’s appropriate in the Freudian sense as well. Because […]

Esteban is not king of the world

Ok, so just two days after kvetching about too much html in my diary entries, what do I do? Go and take a bunch more pictures. Because I like to make life miserable for myself. And I’m dumb. That’s why. And now I’ve spent the better part of my evening downloading them from the camera, […]

The requisite monthly non-funny entry

Have you voted for your favorite banner ad yet? Polls are open until Midnight Saturday, CST. A bit of leftover JournalCon stuff: Even though I’ve got enormous dark circles under my eyes and a nose that seems to go on forever, Kymm’s got apparently the only picture of me at JournalCon where I do not […]

Too much HTML can make you sick.

So, update on Aunt Brunhilda. Apparently, she’s stopped eating completely. She hasn’t been brought to justice for the identity fraud and we’re not sure if she realizes that they’re onto her yet, but she’s simply stopped eating. The woman only probably weighs 98 pounds soaking wet already. Maybe she’s going to try to go into […]

I left my ass in San Francisco

I am so very tired. JournalCon has thoroughly kicked my ass. I’ve somehow resprained my ankle. None of my pants are staying up anymore. I feel as though I’ve been beaten by a group of toddlers wielding pillowcases filled with pennies. Gah. Too tired from her vacation, poor Weetabix! It just makes your heart bleed, […]

No sleep makes for a strange entry

I’m sitting in row 11 seat A on Midwest Express flight something or other. I was supposed to have been in seat 7D, sitting next to a very nice continental woman with a miscellaneous European accent. She was tiny. Maybe she was from Lilliput. Not sure. I do know one thing’ I hate typing on […]

A weekend is nothing without 14 different shirts

Gah. I might just be lapsing into JournalCon-induced insanity. I had a big luggage trauma a few days ago. My luggage was all too large. I kept thinking about how I’d be carting around the suitcase equivalent of a mobile home and how I’d have to slap a Wide Load sticker on the back of […]

The Unbearable Lightness of Being a Hottie

I woke yesterday and had that languid kind of relaxed non-rushed feeling. It was a weekend feeling, transplanted to 7 am Monday morning, a rare thing indeed, especially when my day was due to be filled with a long conference call, a frantic search for a tailor to possibly take in my Scully suit, and […]

Over dramatic much?

Come… gather round the campfire. Let me tell you a tale of an incredible woman… a woman who knew the value of a dollar and a good coupon. Some say she was a goddess, sent down from the heavens to inspire the weary sisters who’ve been downsized. Some say she is a myth, created by […]

Been caught stealing…

Time is running out to enter the Banner Ad contest! And then you’ll be kicking yourself that you didn’t make me a banner ad. You know you will. Go. Do it now. I’ll wait. See. I waited. Now doesn’t that feel better, knowing that you finished up that nagging little project. Good job. Now mail […]

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