why does my picture look like that? And Hugh, why are you never there when I IM you?

So I was super depressed about my professional life today, as I am totally trapped and have no options, so I went to the library to get a movie out. Half way through Million Dollar Baby I started thinking that maybe I could quit work and train to be a boxer, since I am only 26 after all. Because I did love boxing, although to be honest I never ( Read more... )

So there is this woman at the MAC we call Leotard Lady. She is between 50 and 60 years old, wears more eye makeup than anyone else I know, has a ton of poofy black hair, a huge rack, and wears leotards to the gym. Her favorite is bright orange, but she also has a lime green one which she wears alot. When she wears the green one, she wears green ( Read more... )

Listen up, White family and affiliates: those of you who are going to England in July, if you do not have a passport yet, you should get on that ASAP. If you do it in the next week or so, you will have the necessary 6 weeks to get it back. Otherwise you will have to pay an extra $60 or so to expedite it.

So the other night I dreamed I got arrested . . . at the post office. I was waiting in the world's longest line, for about 45 minutes. When I finally made my painfully slow way up to the counter, the woman who had been working at that position turned away and started chatting with a co-worker. I waited, and waited, and waited. Finally I said ( Read more... )

It doesn't happen often.

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I think some of you might have a shot at this ( Read more... )

My all-time favorite hymn is Christ the Lord is Risen today. I love the entire thing-- the way the jubilant alleluias keep on interrupting the serious theology, the dual meaning of "Christ has opened paradise," the sheer amount of doctrine packed into the fifth stanza (the one that ends "made like him, like him we rise/ours the cross, the grave, ( Read more... )

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Life is like one of those long German sentences whose meaning is only revealed at the end, where the verb is. Or perhaps it isn't.