Last night, while inspecting the gloriousness of my Target purchases, I checked the back of the liquid hand soap to see how many calories were in it.
Monthly Archives: September 2007
The music, however, was still too damn loud.
09.28.07 –
I got highlights yesterday. Suffice it to say it had been some time since the last, as in post-senior prom but pre-BlogHer. I was not looking good. (As in I was slightly worried that my coworkers in the coming days might start referring me to the closest shelter.) I’ve also been highly irritable. The hives [...]
Red-templated stepchild
09.25.07 –
So you know how you really love your scrumptious children? How you adore them so much that you stand beyond a door ajar and watch them napping and sometimes get your breath caught in your throat when you think about being their parent? These moments - sweet and warm fuzzies and puppies after they come [...]
on hives and the high
09.20.07 –
It appears, dear friends, that hives are not unlike the boyfriend you tried to shake with help of friends and family and occasional docs, the one who was never good to you but seemed to stick to you like glue. With the help of three prescription antihistamines and steroids, the larger wheals that kept me [...]
the 1950s called. they want their sexism back.
09.18.07 –
My good friend’s dating partner, who doesn’t like the term boyfriend, when she tried to express to him some of her intimacy needs:
Dr. Ruth says a woman should be responsible for her own orgasms.
Crabby.
09.16.07 –
I’m intensely irritable, and even moreso than usual, it is not a good look on me. For the past three days, I have been the host to large red and ultimately white welts, some smaller and others bordering on the size of nickels and quarters. Urticaria, the Internet tells me they’re called, what we [...]
The story of the most recent date, told in most circuitous fashion with multiple dessert references.
09.14.07 –
I really like chocolate chip mint ice cream. I’ve tried a lot of different flavors in my life, and you know what? It just does it for me. Coffee, vanilla, strawberry – even chocolate brownie chunk, the namesake of my thighs – they’re all good, but I prefer chocolate chip mint to most any variety. [...]
nostrakimus
09.13.07 –
Last night was the first time I saw the new man since the - *cough* - incident. Kim showered me with tough love advice before the date.
Kim’s thoughts as to how the night should go:
Ah, well, what *I* would do is keep it light at the beginning. Not light and fluffy, just light. Small talkish, [...]
