why is there a parade with santa and way too many children going on in my office the day after the holiday party ( Read more... )

i hate in no particular order ( Read more... )

god i'm bored.

and suddenly, exhausted.

you're all too quiet today.

too too quiet.

wearing new perfume today, and i smell like a stranger. it's bizarre. i keep thinking, what is that smell? then i realize it's me ( Read more... )

i (and it seems like the rest of NY) is sick.

cold, cough, whatever.

just sick.

i went to see jeff tweedy and his experimental music project on sat night.

experimental, indeed.

i think it contributed to this sickness. or perhaps caused it.

that is all.

ah, back at the office. back to running around like a fucking chicken with my head cut off, trying to stay sane. back to looking at the 50 lbs of laundry that festers in my bedroom like an open sore. back to freezing my ass off in the heatless lower floor of my apartment. heatless b/c a few weeks ago, if you remember, we told the super it was "too ( Read more... )

where is the snow?
i'm off to ye old homestead in a few hours.
thank god for the boyfriend buffer.
i'm sure in a few days, there will be a desperate entry from my parent's house where i plead for someone to come and get me the fuck out of there.
for the record, i'm not kidding.
have a happy one, all of you.

following the laundry last night, i came home and cleaned the entire apartment.. mopped the floors, everything. i have all of my little obsessive compulsive ducks lined up in a straight little row, yes i do ( Read more... )

you guys think i'm making this us, i know ( Read more... )

surfing the net while i wash.
this is a snooze.
laundry bores me, espeically when the boy is not around to help.
boo.
and why, by the way, are they called "laundromats"and not laundrymats?
enlighten me, huh?