Oh, Darling Ones, Today is my 53rd birthday and boy is it being a god-damned day. My 26-year-old washing machine decided to give up on life, and so my gift from the universe is a busted washer full of dirty water and clothes. Happy birthday, Dear Jodi! Everything I touched today has turned to shit — I spilled a 40oz glass of ice water on my lap, a bathroom cleaner I ordered leaked all over the toothpaste in the same…
Hi Darling Ones, Yesterday I got a new set of wheels. The wheels are not attached to the red Jeep Wrangler of my teenage dreams. There was no giant bow. Instead, I got a generic Mediline wheelchair paid for by my poor people’s insurance. Happy Birthday to me? My birthday isn’t until next week so technically there is time for my head to clear, my right side to stop being a dick, and someone to buy me a car. But,…
Hola Darling Ones, How are you? Today I’m a little bored and frustrated. While there are 88 things I could probably be doing that might ease my boredom, I’m choosing to type and bellyache about it. Plus, I just paid $1148 for my first-half property taxes. It’s why I busted out the laptop in the first place. Since I had her out I thought, hey, I should update my much-neglected blog. While you probably could not care less, the writing…
Hola Darling Ones, I’m becoming the kind of person who says “hola” in greeting. I say it about 93 times a day. Each time a cat comes down the stairs I say, “Hola, Gatito/Gatita. I love you. You’re a cat!” They often need reminders both that I love them and that they’re cats. I don’t want them to forget, especially because Fergus’ theme song is about her being the worst. In my head it’s a Gidgetesque song. A Jodi &…
Hey Darling Ones, It’s surprisingly hard to feel good about yourself when you’re not able to make enough money to support yourself. Not impossible, just difficult. I blame capitalism and the patriarchy. To be fair, those two along with racism are to blame for most problems. Since I’ve made $0.00 so far this year I’m struggling with what exactly the point of me is, which is sad in more ways than one. Was the point of me pre-stroke to make…
Hola Darling Ones, How are you? Is Spring springing where you are? It is here and I’m giving it 90% of the credit for why I keep passing the open windows. The other 10% goes to Valerie June’s “Owls, Omens, and Oracles” record mostly for the song “Joy, Joy!” and a little for that Oxford comma in the title. It’s not been the best week here at Supergenius HQ. It started with a dental emergency and ended with doing my…
