Upon arrival Friday afternoon-about a half hour after I left work on one of only four half day Fridays left in my summer-my aunt from Ohio (who I have to confess I have never spent an extended amount of one on one time with) puts down her bag and immediately announces she is ready to see New York. The plan for her weekend visit was conceived while ( Read more... )

I find myself tired and moody all the time now. All I want to do is stay home and read and yet I know I'm going to resent this come winter when all I can do is stay home and read. Maybe I'm depressed. I can't tell. Mostly I just feel absent (and poor) and uninspired. Work dominates my life and I feel like a non-person. Other seems to ( Read more... )

So I realize that my relationship with the copy room (or rather the copy women in the copy room) is rather volatile since the "well, I LIKE you to pull the manuscript out of your ass," remark over a year ago (which I'm sure she infered was a reference to her rather rotund buttocks--which it may or may not actually have been), but honestly how long ( Read more... )

When you date someone, you also date their friends. They are the in-laws of youth.

Nobody writes because nobody loves. Nobody loves because people suck (and not mean people either, bitches, I'm talking every Jane, Jordan and Ryder that prances their pretty asses down the street). Where is everybody? Do you have like work and shit to do. I, of course, should not be speaking as I never write anymore. But hey I got pseudo goths ( Read more... )

So I was on a plane coming back from St. Louis-which was delayed three hours-and I was sitting next to a rather typical St. Louisian-though she was twenty somthing, which is actually rather a-typical for a St. Louisian as most with any sense get out while they can. Mid flight, when I wasn’t sleeping or reading, I looked over and noticed this ( Read more... )

Found out I wasn’t pregnant-Yes, once again I was forced to take another senseless pregnancy test (the last one I took because my gyno didn’t believe when I said my period is often late, but that doesn’t mean I’m pregnant) so my parents would stop giving me those cocked sideways glances. Throughout the entire process I managed to rail off a pretty ( Read more... )

So I was told getting off the plane that no one has a sense of humor on a wedding weekend. I should have taken that advice to heart as it came from the wedding photographer--and my mother's best friend--whose services have been rendered at such illustrious galas as former President Nixion's daughter's wedding (Tippy?) and the latest marriage of ( Read more... )

I eat, smoke and have sex. I don’t have time to do anything interesting with my life because I am too busy either eating, smoking or having sex ( Read more... )

I wish I could write. I want to write, but I feel so removed from . . . well everything . . . that I feel my depiction would just be empty retellings, which is not what I am about. I went to a party, blah, blah, blah, I made out with a million people, blah, blah, blah, I poured my drink a boy that said porked to me which I felt justified in doing ( Read more... )