I’m not cut out for this job
Long fucking weekend. I’m ready to put my head through a brick wall after playing nurse all weekend. Seriously, get away from me. To all …
Long fucking weekend. I’m ready to put my head through a brick wall after playing nurse all weekend. Seriously, get away from me. To all …
Kill grass, working on it. Build 3×4 foot box with 1×1 squares, done. Buy soil mixture, need to do that. Buy plants, need to do that. At this …
I want to lie in her and roll around. I want to be her. Words flowing like water down the cliff of the back, but …
These were the lovely bones that had grown around my absence: the connections—sometimes tenuous, sometimes made at great cost, but often magnificent—that happened after I …
Reading: The Lovely Bone, by Alice Seybold Scanning: Square Foot Gardening by Mel Bartholomew Devouring: The September issue of O Magazine Guffawing over: Choire Sicha Uncut Avoiding: Any …
Ug. I’m still out of sorts. And I don’t want to just whine and whine. I mean I could write everyday about how shitty I …
Friday night, we ate fajitas and made a mess of margaritas and watched TV. That night, my most embarrassing moment, someone asked if we had …
I spent all day wondering where my happy moment would be without avail. I have nothing happy to share with you today. However, this morning …
I went on an interview this week for a job writing CBT’s (Computer Based Training). I still have my job, and the uncertainty of its …
Oh boy, I better watch out or this whole blog will just be a listing of happy moments. Hmm. That’s not a bad idea. I …
Monthly Archives: August 2004