I'm finding it ironic that my current post is almost a repeat of the post from a year ago. There's something on my mind and as a result I'm distracted and feel like I need to get stuff out of my head. With stuff in my head I'm constantly forgetful, leaving things behind, or losing them. Last night I had gloves. This morning I didn't. They could be ( Read more... )

every once in a while I have to just do a list - to remind myself I get things done every once in a while. So here's the list of things I got done this weekend ( Read more... )

there are conversations I have that make me wonder how sane I truly am, and the one below is pretty representative ( Read more... )

I'm constantly fascinated by what we humans have to do to get along with the rest of society. For instance, when you're in the locker room, you don't stare at people wandering around naked - you let them have the illusion of privacy or of clothingness. You see them but you don't see them. When they're embarrassed you facilitate letting it pass. ( Read more... )

I forget who it is, but probably multiple people who have told me the following about specific assholes in my life ( Read more... )

Shortly after a meeting today at the office, one of my coworkers decided to tell me how smart I was. It wasn't the best time to do this. Maybe she meant well. Maybe she just didn't think it through. Maybe by "smart" she meant "you think just like me". Which isn't necessarily a compliment when you think about it ( Read more... )

for the better part of the year I've been attacked by a case of the maybes. Specifically on tonight of all nights, I may go dancing or maybe I won't. I'm wistful for years past when it used to be a no-brainer. And I'm concerned about (of course) What This Might Portend ( Read more... )

I've had a gift certificate for amazon for the past month and I still have no idea what to get ( Read more... )

even though the stories I blog are usually stories I'm more or less done thinking about, there comes a point where I'm tired of carrying a half finished story around in my head, and need to jettison it. This is one of those times ( Read more... )

I have a few friends who engage in repeating themselves. The body loves a habit. I'm reminded of a sitcom episode -- sorry, I don't know which one. Probably "How I Met Your Mother" -- anyway, one character was told about her annoying habit of chewing extremely loudly, and once it was noticed by everyone, it was very difficult to un-notice. One by ( Read more... )