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Zombies need not apply

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 […]

Naked as a Miss Jay Bird

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 […]

WHiPS

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 Money Pit

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 […]

Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar

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!” […]

Right back where we started from

So we left off around Tuesday evening of the California leg of my summer vacation, after our early disappointing dinner at Bouchon. We stopped at a Starbucks in Napa to log onto the internet so that we could find a hotel for the night. We weren’t finding anything in Monterey or Santa Cruz that met […]

We’re just following ancient history, if I strip for you will you strip for me?

I know, I still have to get through the travelogues, but until then, life goes on, and I don’t want to forget to post what happens in the meantime. Over dinner on Friday night, Esteban asked me what I wanted to do on Saturday. I responded, “Wake up early, go to the farmer’s market, make […]

The Road Less Travelled By People Who Value Their Life

Back when I was going to be in San Francisco during the last weekend of April and then flying home past Esteban, who would be flying to Las Vegas, I had the brilliant idea to change my plans and just fly to Las Vegas, spend the week there freeloading in Esteban’s hotel room while he […]

What I did on my Summer Vacation

Hello diary! I am back! I promise. Except that I want to spell it Bacque, because that would be cool. Or completely not. So…. Let’s play catch up. The new Super Washer 2006 continues to be very awesome and makes me happy. This is where I assume that I’m going to now have free hours […]

Vroom vroom vroom

So, we got the new washer, which is a very lovely cheery sort of washer that fits about twice as much dirty clothes into it as the previous washer. Which makes it completely worth the four million dollars it cost. (I know that I’m ridiculous, but while I have no problem paying three hundred dollars […]

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