i've got nothing to report. nothing. no updates, no drama, nothing too boring, nothing exciting ( Read more... )

sooo tired. so much to do. application due tomorrow. moving out tomorrow. ay.

so, last night i needed to sleep so i took the advice of my faithful heckler and took some drugs. oh, baby. i'm in the best mood today.

i fucking love modern science.

yay! i just bought myself a ticket to see dar williams at the steppenwolf. i almost didn't get it because it is ridiculously expensive, and i was being discouraged by people who ordinarily go to concerts. but she's great, and i can't wait ( Read more... )

current temperature with windchill: -21 degrees ( Read more... )

i think i reached a new low. there's a woman in the office (one of the bosses) who keeps a very full candy bowl. on my way back from getting coffee she passed me going in the opposite direction. my first thought? this means she's not in her office - i ran over there and grabbed two handfuls of hershey kisses and stuffed them in my pocket and ( Read more... )

i was awake at 5am. lay there for an hour, with a stomache ache as usual, annoyed to see someone else asleep, and freaking out about the gre, which i did not study for last night as intended. i did learn a little multiplication though, so at least i made minor progress. also, i totally unnecessarily shared a small chair with someone who didn't ( Read more... )

tomorrow i am going to mexico. i fucking love this life.

i am a low down secretary, who took five and a half years to get my four year degree, i am a divorcee from a shitty relationship, and until last week i lived with my parents.

and people are jealous of me.

hmm. it never really occurred to me to want a 50s housewife before, but doesn't seem like a bad idea. the merengue cookies someone brought in and left on the counter at work are delicious. so is the fudge, and the lemon bars... oh man. ideally she'd bake these things while wearing a small apron and nothing else while i drink beer and get fat ( Read more... )

this morning's fiasco has to do with hair removal. actually a lot of minor fiascos have to do with hair removal. i don't get how some girls make it look so easy to be all pruned, made up and matching. i think i need to go to girl school ( Read more... )