There will be no "bitter/bitterest pills" spoken of today. Instead I will call it what it is -- obsession ( Read more... )

So, Facebook greeted me with the news that my childhood best friend's little brother died last night.  The news has left me in a quagmire of mixed emotions.  Technically, this former friend and I have now NOT been friends longer than we ever were, but because I spent my formative years with her there's still a part of me that feels left out.  Why ( Read more... )

There is nothing more revealing about how far you've grown apart than watching former friends live their lives on Facebook.  Of course, you don't think of them as former friends.  Old friends maybe, but never former.  Never not at all.  But as you drift through the likes and dislikes of people you used to know, you realize it -- it's over.  And you ( Read more... )

FAMILYMy surviving grandfather had a minor heart attack on Monday but it caused his lungs and kidneys to fail.  He's off the oxygen now but the doctor still hasn't released him from the hospital or determined whether or not to start dialysis.  I am very worried about him and my grandmother who will be devastated when he eventually passes.  I don't ( Read more... )

It's been a while since I sat down to blog about anything, much less life.  And I know that there are probably no readers/audience members out there to enjoy anything I compose right now, but I feel compelled to write and so this is what I'm doing ( Read more... )

Okay.  First and foremost I want to go ahead and state the obvious: this post will be about current, pop culture vampires.

Have I cleared the room?  You don't have to bear with me; I've just reached the end of my tether when it comes to hypocritical Twilight bashers.

Here's the thing -
Why is it that I see the same people who trash Twilight for it' ( Read more... )

Sometimes the brain's capacity to hold useless information and observations is a hindrance.  We need to empty them or risk spending the day channeling Dr. Tony Hill (Wire in the Blood), mumbling like caged mental patients.  Or is that just me ( Read more... )

Unlike many of my cohorts, who have given up "terrestrial" radio for its overhyped satellite derivative, I still occasionally listen to local radio stations.  On the drive to work, I am assaulted by morning-drive shows like Elvis Duran and his morning crew, piped direct from the bowels of NYC.  On my way home, I get to listen to the grotesquely ( Read more... )

First, I am not Hamlet. I will not be questioning whether or not I should continue To Be.

However, mentioning this ubiquitous quote reminds me of the new morning-drive radio show, hosted by Elvis Duran and his band of NY sucktards, on our local pop radio station and the fact that one of his flunkeys thought it was imperative that members of the ( Read more... )

Compile and publish birthday list

Pick up prescription from CVS

Renew library card/pay fine

Renew books/return before 4/30/10

Check vid library for WITB season 2, etc

Grocery shopping

Brake repair (tomorrow)

Glue soles

Putty driver's side mirror + glue *Mulligan. Cripes.*

Knit
- acquire fine and super fine/lace yarn ( Read more... )