here’s a little lesson to live by: if you tell a girl that she looks tired it’s the same as saying boy you look like shit. if the girl is tired, she probably is, so…
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make it bigger
the e-mail wonkiness at work continues. it seems i can’t get any legit e-mail in but the spam, oh the spam it managed to seep through. leading to this: “god damnit,” i said. “what,” asked…
commuter hell
like wendy, it took me for fucking ever to get to work. it also took me forever to get home. but i’m home now, safe and snug– and i don’t plan on dealing with this…
and that was the way it was
holy shit have i had a day. i am beat, bushed, and bemused. most of which i blame on the awful weather and the equally awful road conditions. i took 35W home. usually i do…
new experiences
today, i am going to venture out in the snow to go see Instructions for Forgetting at the Southern Theater, yes, this is a bold move for wondergirl. not something i’d ever dream of doing…
everybody is so make believe
i woke up singing ryan adams’ “burning photographs.” i am not sure why. my slumber was filled with increasingly weirder dreams, so many that i cannot quite discern where one ended and the next began….