I can’t make up my mind.
(You don’t sound shocked.)
I won’t waste your time with lots of Carrie Bradshaw set-up, where the reader must withstand six minutes of bad fashion/boobs/latte intros before getting to the meaty question of the episode (e.g., So his constant clinginess had me and the girls wondering, are our hours really ours?)
Crickets.
I’m [...]
Monthly Archives: September 2006
Making Change
09.18.06 –
I’ve Got Nothing
09.15.06 –
Well, I do have a full social calendar this weekend, but what I really want most is rest. Respite. Not leaving the house. A huge comforter and unlimited CSIs. A Diet Coke fountain soda machine and a hot pizza delivery. And a weekend full of being clean without really having to go through the effort [...]
On Dating and Lower Mandibles
09.13.06 –
I have officially, certifiably, unquestionably, indubitably given up on dating. Scratch. On men other than my two male friends and my father. And Paul Newman.
How difficult can finding a mate be?
Woman seeking Man. Ahem.
Preferred candidates will:
– Be 336+ months old– Yearn to travel; possess an incessant drive to see most of at least the Northern [...]