Dave and I are going to visit my sister in Birmingham this weekend, and I have been keeping him updated with plans via email.

To: Dave
From: Jayne

Jenny is obviously super excited that we're visiting. She's inviting her friends over to play Balderdash (a board game with words) after we have dinner on Friday night, she asked me if she could pick up ( Read more... )

This makes me fucking sick.

I hate that because I am a girl, I should feel fat and guilty whenever I eat anything.

I hate that because I am a girl, I am obligated to bond with other girls over our shared feelings of inadequacy, because we are fat, guilty food-eaters.

I hate that because I am a girl, I can't be offered something sweet without being " ( Read more... )

Here's a series of emails that I sent/recieved as a result of a terrible massage appointment on Monday:

Dear Rich,

I just came home from my massage appointment at Balance Bodywork. I chose to go there because of all the positive reviews on Citysearch, and I was excited to find a place that was convenient both to my house and my work schedule. Derek ( Read more... )

In the spirit of Elise's most recent entry, I also want to commemorate my perfect weekend. Two perfect weekends in a row, who would have thought ( Read more... )

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Should I be ashamed that I like Lady Gaga? Like, really a lot?

At least she sings live when she performs live.

And that's some straight up good pop music.

Whatever, don't judge me.

Perfect day, perfect birthday, perfect weekend.

I woke up on Saturday, and went to go feed the dog and check emails on my Blackberry like I always do, and pulled out a brand spanking new white G1 (that's the Google phone).  Then we took Oscar for an interview at a doggie day care (while we're trying to sell the house), had lunch from Baja Burrito (I ( Read more... )

I am writing this on my NEW red Dell 13-inch XPS laptop, bitches. The Latitude bit the dust, or at least has slowly been biting the dust over the past few months. It's been killing my productivity at work, and so Not Alone finally jumped in and got me a new machine that can run all my complicated sound editing programs without gasping and creaking.

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MLK Day is one of those bogus holidays, you know? I mean, Martin Luther King is most certainly deserving of a holiday, way more than so Christopher Columbus, but it's one of those days where you can't figure out if you should be working or not, or if you should resent working or not. I say we celebrate it more, make it more important than Labor Day ( Read more... )

FebSev is less than a month away!  So here's what I want, since you are all dying, DYING to buy me gifts, I know:


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