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INEXPERIENCE IN THIS TIME OF CRISIS...
I got my first piece of anti-Obama direct mail today from the Republican National Committee. Sadly, because the current administration has not yet gotten me laid off, I didn't receive their Recipe for Economic Disaster (spoiler: elect Obama) until I arrived home at 6:03. And the polls had closed three minutes earlier; I saw the same gent who handed ( Read more... ) -
Perhaps next I will tell you about my favorite new lipstick.
I get defensive when my coworkers suggest I am one of those stereotypical women obsessed with shoes, but it is true that I have quite a lot of them, anyway. A few months ago, I put together (in a 13-hour, 3-person DIY orgy) a a life-changing IKEA wardrobe* that features among its many bells and whistles a pull-out shoe rack. It is pretty full, I ( Read more... ) -
Maybe I'll just post every day.
Most disorienting moment of my work day, possibly my whole life ( Read more... ) -
Betrayed by direct mail.
So, yeah, in my day job I write a lot of junk mail. In fact, if your grandma lives in New York City, Wisconsin, Oklahoma, or Texas, I've probably personally tried to trick her into signing up for a Medicare Advantage HMO. I am not your average junk mail-getting chump, is what I mean to say. So tonight, when I came across a postcard in my mailbox ( Read more... ) -
Happy birthday, kickthebeat
Darlingest Keri, this year I have no stories or photos or anything that comes even close to comparing to an evening with Portastatic, but rest assured I am thinking fondly of you and wishing you a super happy birthday. -
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For the second time in the last 36 hours, I've realized I've been singing No Scrubs to myself, over and over again. -
In the spirit of confession
I am working from home today because I have got a crapload of work due tomorrow, and we have two-hour meetings every day of my life. Only I decided to take a 30-minute nap after I ate lunch. And then three hours later ...
And now I'm on effing livejournal. Because it's a circle. And it's vicious. -
A man would have to put his soul at hazard. He'd have to say, "Okay, I'll be part of this world."
I don't want to sound like a broken record, but please consider this review of recent news:
Nine Shot in a Memphis Home, and Six Are Dead. Four adults and two children shot to death, three more children shot and in critical condition. My sister called me last night to tell me about it. She wants to move. I asked her exactly where she thought she ( Read more... ) -
Isn't it boring when people tell you about their dreams?
I'm in a shopping mall on a slightly snowy day when this troop of white teenaged boys comes in, looking to do harm to some other troop of white teenaged boys. My subconscious has handily outfitted them in mullets and trench coats and black t-shirts--thanks for the stereotypes, subconscious! They are armed with napalm, they are looking to do harm to ( Read more... )