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Just a girl

Oh goodness, it’s Thursday already. I’m not certain exactly what happened to yesterday. Yes. Yes I am. Sit back and I’ll tell you. On Tuesday, I ended up preparing two complete dinners. Esteban decided that he wanted to be a pissy snit and didn’t like salmon. Fine. I made him some kind of burgandy roast […]

This entry can build a fire with two sticks, some pine needles and some

lighter fluid We finally got the tree planted last night. Eric, he of spermy swimming ability, stopped over and helped Esteban dig the hole. He was a great help. Scotty Boom Boom was held late at work because he is 26 and all Type A personality, therefore didn’t join us until we were at the […]

Is that with one H or two?

So how stupid must someone be to eat something that just made you sick? It’s like taking a big old glurp out of a chunky carton of milk. &AAk- Tilly likes flowers. Particularly the filler that surrounds the flowers. Baby’s breath is her favorite crudit’s but she’ll eat asparagus fern in a pinch. Any bouquet […]

This entry is wearing rubber gloves and holding a feather duster

I am, at this very moment, avoiding housework. I hate that term. Housework. Having a house IS work. They don’t tell you that shit when you’re signing eight million pieces of paper and giving you a free pen. Nope. They won’t tell you about how the weeds grow up in the cracks of the driveway […]

It’s got Boobs. It’s got farts and poo. It’s a stereotypical entry.

I was about to start this entry by telling you that I was going to be entirely random but then I realized, “And that is different than…?” Thus, this entry is a Star-bellied Sneech. I just got done reading Fraud by David Rakoff, which was part of a birthday present from Chauffi. I am loving […]

This entry was brought to you by the letters M and F

This morning, I was standing in the shower…. wait, I just lost half of you, didn’t I? Fantasizing about the hot curvy Weetabix bodkin all luscious and wet and slippery with Dove Extra Sensitive Non-Hivey Body Wash. Well, just stop it. Seriously. Walk it off. In reality, I get into the shower approximately 1.4 minutes […]

Lower…. up…. to the left…. scratch!…. ahhh

First of all, I just wanted to thank you all for the outpouring of sympathy on the Chelsea’s death. I was a bit awed by just how many comments, guestbook and message board entries, diary shoutouts, emails and e-cards we received yesterday. I can’t even begin to tell you how much it comforted me to […]

Today was the day. Chelsea has been acting aloof and sleepy for the last week. Aside from her concentration camp thinness, she’s normally a very social animal. Her meows have gotten quieter and quieter. I noticed that I hadn’t seen her near the dry food dish in at least a week, so I started feeding […]

And here’s the sober version….

So this weekend. I think it’s been a lost weekend of slackerdom. It started out productive enough. I stopped and picked up a few DVD’s and then came home. The television in our living room has been having issues for the last few months where it will intermittently go to static for the video feed. […]

I am too drunk to be posting an entry. Seriously.

There were no skinny bitches this time. There was, however, a very cute bartender named Buzz wearing red velvet pants. Yeah’ I’m pretty sure he was swishy, but Carissa isn’t buying any of it. Because so many heterosexual masculine men voluntarily go out wearing red velvet pants in July. Yeah. That’s what I’m thinking. Blind […]

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