"If you can't be pretty, you might as well cause trouble" – Florence King
Posted in grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Imports from old blogs on Apr 18th, 2003
I am disgustingly broke, stressed out, tired, don’t wanna go to work tomorrow, packing up in preparation for the move, depressed, and developing an ingrown toenail. Somebody call the waaaah-mbulence. We got socked for a $900 tax bill this year because I didn’t have enough withheld, and it is very depressing because this is like […]
Posted in grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Imports from old blogs on Dec 31st, 2002
Well, I wanted to write a nice entry tonight. Normally I’m not much of a one of holidays. I’m into New Year’s if I have a party to go to something going on, but this year, I don’t, so it is just another night, with a day off of work midweek following, so I guess […]
Posted in grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Imports from old blogs on Dec 13th, 2002
Is there ***PORN*** on your computer?? Well, actually, now that you ask me, NO, there’s no fucking porn on my computer, OKAY? And if there was, I’d have put it there. And if I had put it there, I guess I’d know about it, and presumably would want it there. This is one of those […]
Posted in grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Hair issues, Imports from old blogs on Dec 10th, 2002
What does your hair say about you? Mine, apparently, says a lot of things about me, many of which just aren’t true. From a mass of dead fibres, a lot of people have made a lot of inference. My hair is really long, it is its natural color and natural texture. Hence, apparently, hippie hair. […]
Posted in grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Imports from old blogs on Dec 7th, 2002
A few years ago, either on a BBS, or on somebody’s OLJ, I remember reading a post about “Guilty Displeasures.” Stuff that the poster hated, that everyone else in her social sphere loved and revered. What had sparked this particular person’s catalogue of petty disgust was Ani DiFranco, who was practically rervered as a goddess […]
Posted in grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Imports from old blogs on Nov 12th, 2002
Why don’t they teach math so that it is cool and interesting? They do when you are a little kid. Q: If there are 3 orangutans and 12 bananas, how many bananas does each orangutan get if you divide the bananas equally among the oranguatans? A: Oook.* Anyways, as I was saying, when you’re little, […]
Posted in grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Imports from old blogs, Lists on Nov 6th, 2002
10 Things: Lists seem to be a popular journaling diversion, and I feel diversionary today. 5 things I like, 5 things that drive me screaming around the bend, respectively. Good Stuff! 1. Going up to the top floor of a very tall building and looking out of the windows. I adore looking out over the […]
Posted in Car Drama and trauma, dumb things I have done, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Imports from old blogs on Sep 29th, 2002
I got lost again today. Twice. Not just looking for a specific street. No, I got lost looking for a whole *town* which I managed not to find. Twice. Two different consultations of the map, two different routes. Two different encounters with road-construction or traffic congestion diversion tactics. Folks, I can’t find Bonner Springs with […]
Posted in grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Imports from old blogs, Work/career (vague as to avoid doocing) on Sep 24th, 2002
So. Good morning to you all. I’ve officially been up since the buttcrack of dawn. (4:45 a.m.) My brain keeps seizing up. My whole body hurts. The early shift is killing me. Or in any event sucking my will to live. I have *got* to find a different job, preferably one that doesn’t entail intensive […]
Posted in Car Drama and trauma, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Imports from old blogs on Feb 22nd, 2002
Had dinner tonight with a bunch of friends from Hissyfit/3WA. I think that a good time was had by all–at least if the mad fits of laughter can be taken as any indication of enjoyment. Mouse Decapitation Sleeves. A phrase I will probably carry with me to the end of my days. Also the fine […]