you know what? sometimes i'm so mother fucking bored. not unhappy bored just fucking bored. when we were kids we were not allowed to say we were bored. my mom would go totally nuts and say, 'creative children don't get bored.' gee. no pressure there. this from the same woman who would not buy me a lite-brite. i uploaded a few photos from this month ( Read more... )

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One time I worked for a boss that actually sent an email to the staff that read word for word ( Read more... )

More and more these days those in my social circles are meeting in person for the first time people they know only from the internet. It sounds spooky right? It is and it's not. I've always had a problem with meeting people from the internet. There are not dating websites in which we all know one another from. We "know" one another from blogs, ( Read more... )

In 8th grade Home EC class we were asked to stand up in front of the room in the mini-kitchen and present the step by steps involved in making a meal. Any meal of our choice ( Read more... )

As it turns out there are reasons to wear a bra in Toronto -- (Even if it is before 7 am and one is simply going to buy a much needed cup of coffee.)

What more reason does a girl need than the icky man who yelled "Muy bonita" at Zhang and then came a little closer so he could make a nice kissy sound right into her ear ( Read more... )

In the last 10 days or so I have spent approximately 35 minutes in front of my computer, a notable and very much hurtful 4,000% decrease in the usual amount of time I spend catching up on the lives of strangers with online dumping grounds. It’s almost sad to get back online after several days away to realize that the world has continued without me ( Read more... )

1. When I was young, I used to trap my buddies in my room and act out an entire episode or whatever show I'd seen that day, word for word until they begged me to let them go home ( Read more... )