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Category Archives: Diaryland

Magic 8 Ball says: It is unclear

Oh man, today I’m back at work and it is the suck. Not so much my job, which is fairly straight-forward with little bouts of bullshit here or there’. Very tolerable. No, just the fact that I had to get up this morning at 6:00 A.M. and brush my teeth, wearing non-stained clothing which include […]

All I want is a room somewhere… wouldn’t it be luverly?

I was going to replicate an entry from a diary of mine, circa 1988, detailing in 65 items or so what I felt was the perfect man. I find them humorous. Especially considering that Esteban is definately breaking so many of these rules. However, I can’t and it’s all my nomadic husband’s fault. You see, […]

Chick on Chick action…. a barnyard fantasy.

Yesterday, rememeber when I said we’d be cleaning the house? Wanna know what we did yesterday? Went for a huge drive in Door County. The neighbor lost his car in our lawn while we were gone. It’s a good thing he had one of those remote security things or he wouldn’t have found it. Nothing […]

Come on… try it…. everyone’s doing it!

Ok, I’m being a complete copycat and copying Astralfrog’s diary, which I guess is copying someone elses. That’s me, just a big conformist lemming, going with the flow. Actually, I started looking through my sent items and was laughing at my weird verbage and thought I’d share, but I got the notion to do so […]

If you’re gonna spew, spew into this.

This morning I woke up and found a huge pile of cat yak right in the middle of the hallway intersection between the kitchen and the living room. That never bodes well. I suppose that I should be happy that whichever cat it was (and I suspect our bulemic cat Tilly) had the courtesy of […]

Huzzah! Lady Weetabix approaches on her trusted steed, Vomitorium!

Phew. What a weekend. Ganged up in Joel and Cheri’s borrowed Chevy Blazer. Naturally, Joel was driving, therefore Cheri sat in the wifely passenger sit, relegating Esteban and myself to the “kid” positions in the back seat. Which sucked. Those things are not meant for people who are over 5’6″ tall. It was like crouching […]

Fair good, sweat bad

Am very tired. Can only write in incomplete sentences. Ate the perfect lemon merangue pie. Sweated. Watched jousting. Not all it’s cracked up to be. Sweated. Fair ran out of water at 1:00 pm. 98 degrees. Lots of clothes. Sweated. Joel annoyed me. Just got home. Hate Chevy Blazers. Very small. Must go to sleep […]

Journey to the center of Mulletdom

Did you know that I’m just a small town girl living in a lonely world? And I’m going to see JOURNEY, baby!!! Woooooooo!!!!! MULLET ROCK!!!! I’m so stoked! Carissa and I are going together. It’s the only concert we could possibly both attend and enjoy. We are polar opposites when it comes to music. Much […]

Is you is or is you ain’t my Savior?

Today I overslept because I stayed up so late last night, bawling and being somber. I basically slapped some flesh-colored putty on my face, threw on some clothes (including pants from the ‘dirty’ pile, god help me) and raced out the door. I made it to work on time, however I have chipped Mood nail […]

Feeling sadness is not necessarily a bad thing

Please prepare yourself for a stereotypical diary entry, full of angst or whatever. Really a downer. Just so you are fully warned before proceeding….. Throcky’s cat is being euthanized today. I read her latest entry and my heart fell into my stomach. I felt so bad, felt her hurt so much. The hell that I […]

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