My laptop is broken. Broken like Shania’s heart and my first corks. I gave it to the Wise Men today and silently wept as they took her and her limp black cord to the back of the store to parts unknown. I picture her in bits now, an introverted tech passing by without a thought, [...]
Monthly Archives: May 2008
sounds like a plan
05.28.08 –
There are days when so many things seem like a good idea. Like giving yourself a pedicure without your contacts in or cutting the cat’s hair with your kitchen scissors. You think through the details, the process, if it’s doable, within reason, will it be painful, exciting, at the very least bloggable? If it makes [...]
in a dc minute
05.26.08 –
Roses. Capitol Hill.
Patriotism. Barrack’s Row.
Interesting. Eastern Market Metro.
the sad, sad state of affairs
05.21.08 –
I made the mistake of watching the Bachelorette on Tivo last night. If this is all that’s left in the dating pool – men who special order briefs with your name scrawled on the ass, boys who get so tanked that they rip off their shirts to expose chests that should not see the dim [...]
Evasion 101
05.20.08 –
If you’ve read more than three of my posts, you know that at some point I stocked up on fear multi-packs on special. As a child, I had a diagnosable dread of someone finding my underwear while at a sleepover. It mattered not if they were dirty or clean, I made sure I buried those [...]
agreeing to disagree
05.19.08 –
I tried the snake comparison with a friend the other day. It’s the one I pull out when trying to convince a particularly doubting Thomas or Theresa that not wanting children is a completely rational choice, like hating brussel sprouts or Dancing With the Stars.
“Do you like reptiles?”
He’s a good sport. He laughed.
“Would you like [...]
Here today
05.16.08 –
He’s not here. I keep waiting for something to tell me he is, and he’s just not here.
Life has gone on, there are plenty of deadlines and paperwork stacks to keep us busy, appointments with people he supposedly knew would keep us afloat. None of it matters, and it still doesn’t make any sense. [...]
In a mood
05.14.08 –
I am filled with love today. Courtesy of Benadryl, I had fantastic Peyton Manning sex dreams that also oddly involved swimming. The kind done with big, broad, tanned shoulders in water that pools only in the right places, like on big, broad, tanned shoulders. Bolstered by a new spring outfit, I am a woman who [...]
