Ain’t it just like a dame to celebrate her 20th anniversary and then fuck-off into the ether for three weeks with nary a peep? Who am I kidding? Nobody cares about personal blogs anymore and…
Posts tagged brain weasels
Living the Immortal Words of the Prophets Paula Abdul & DJ Skat Kat
I went out to lunch with my FFJ yesterday. We met up at Wok in the Park, my favorite place to get Pad Thai. The fact that they were playing that Passion Pit album I…
Anxiety, En Vogue, and other nonsense
Here’s the facts, Luke is still missing and tomorrow my mom is having surgery to remove the cancerous lump in her breast. Oddly, or perhaps it’s not odd, I worry more about the former than…
Solicited Advice: How do you deal with the unpleaseable?
In an attempt not to cryptoblog and to get this off my chest I’m going to ask a question in a general way: How do you deal with people who are never happy with anything?…
On sparse details and wrestling
Lori just whined about my first day of work being awfully short on details. It’s funny because I am in the midst of wrestling with this whole “professional blogger” or “corporate blogger” thing and what…
Now I own a cupcake pan?
I don’t know what it is about anxiety, but apparently one of its side-effects is making one think she is Betty Crocker. I still don’t have an official offer from The Most Perfect Job on…