I was talking to Allan online tonight, telling him how in two weeks, I was going to be having fun with some Valium, when it suddenly occured to me - he had no clue what I was talking about. The reason he had no clue was because I only *thought* I had posted an entry about my upcoming surgery. I hadn't actually written it, though, and thus, no one ( Read more... )

Since everyone reading this is within the same age bracket, I'm sure that all of you are familiar with the wonder that is Ikea. Ah yes, the genius of the cheaper, do-it-yourself furniture that is better for the environment because you can fit more items inside a truck. Lovely ( Read more... )

Mom and I were just sharing in some post-Grey's Anatomy discussion about our days. Mom started telling me about this news article that she had read. Really, I think it's one of the most awful things I had ever heard ( Read more... )

A few weeks ago, I atoned for my sins and, thus, was written into the Book of Life. Of course, it's possible - and even likely - that I've sinned since the Day of Atonement and, therefore, will need to do it all over again next year ( Read more... )

I talked to Allan on the phone just the other day and realized that I have been quite remiss in posting to my journal. Part of that is because grad school classes started up again, and the other big part is that I was traveling the last two weekends. Actually, last week I kind of took a five-day weekend and went home to WashPA/The Burgh. But ( Read more... )

That's it, I've decided once and for all - Sofia Coppola is on my bad directors list ( Read more... )

You can't leave these cats for a second. I took out one of their bags of catnip to sprinkle it on their scratching pad, and then I left to go look for something in my room. I came back, and they had chewed holes all over the bag. Cat nip EVERYWHERE. Rayah has fallen asleep in a pile of it - she wouldn't let me clean it up, and since it's ( Read more... )

That's the theme of the fifth and final season of Six Feet Under. Now I'll admit, this could never be my all-time favourite show. It's too soap opera-ish. Granted, most dramas have that tendancy - but when they start with the seemingly random bed-hopping and dramatic, life-changing events that happen all at once, it just gets to be too much for ( Read more... )

My father is very fond of that saying. We use it, sometimes, when we're talking about specific members of my family. It's one of those phrases that sticks in your mind because it's so contrary ( Read more... )

Everything that happened today seemed to be purely coincidental. But since I don't believe in coincidence, I keep looking back over the events of the day and thinking, "God, you must have had that planned out." Like dominoes falling one over into the next ( Read more... )