... if i get into one more fight with my mom, i swear i'm leaving. in fact, i will seek out and befriend someone named bud with a bike just so i can take off on it. and maybe listen to the smashing pumpkins a lot. or whatever it is that understands my pain. the world hates me, dear diary and my parents suck ( Read more... )

too bad about dadaderrida, huh ( Read more... )

i was all proud of myself for remembering my lunch appointement with one of my kids but in the mad tizzy that results from any act of responsibility on my part, i forgot that i had a morning meeting and was reminded (sometimes sweetly) that i didn't show up by every other person i met in the hall. and the lunch appointement kid begged (and got out ( Read more... )

had the best weekend ever. in a cabin. built on a truck. in 80 acres of forest. in the laurentides. great food, great company, great board games, whiskey, beer, toddy, weed, music, blankets, hikes, lakes, beaver dams, barbeques, naked races to cheer and warm rocks to read books on. the pile of people included a massage therapist which only made ( Read more... )

Had a loooong day trying to get rid of the hangover from last night. Lay around most of the day on the couch with my hand over my eyes, snapping at anyone who came within twenty feet of me. Managed to take a shower and go visit the brother in his new digs at Mac. He's a floor fellow and loving the authority a little too much. I'm glad - I'm sure ( Read more... )

now THAT was a fun wedding after-party. i got drunk at the open bar, stuffed myself silly with the incredible appetizers, leaving no room for dinner, dessert or wedding cake and caught up with old friends. then the bhangra started (tanka tanka tanka tanka) and, kicking off my mom's old pumps from 1986 (thanks be to god for the ironic 80s fashion ( Read more... )

... apparantly it's like, a hindu thing. i saw it today. first they get the groom, put him up on a step, put four bannana plants around him and cordon him off with string. then all the women take turns smearing him with turmeric paste. which, if you start off brown, turns you a really great olive green. then they take the left-over turmeric ( Read more... )

there is to be no bitching about boys on this so i'll just express a loud GAH! there, i'm done and feeling better ( Read more... )

... on all levels of auspiciousness. went to a garba last night (my first) which involves a lot of gujratis in incredible clothes spinning in circles in increasingly (and, because they force you to participate) terrifingly complex steps. i hid behind the one girl in a dress who kept trying to pull one end up and the other end down and avoid the ( Read more... )

I got Gmail today. Yay all that storage. Boo to the made-to-measure ads (by searching your correspondance for keywords, no less) and sketchy details on where deleted (if you choose to ever delete anything) mail goes and the "conversations" which clump all correspondance pertaining to one thing together, making it even easier for mr.Man to target ( Read more... )