January 2010
69 posts
Snuggie Sutra. →
Blog #3: In Which I Share With You My Culinary... →
traffic control
So, I have a blog, right? Like pretty much everyone. And because I am vain and narcissistic, I stuck some Google Analystics on that shit in November. And actually a few more people have started to read it (My traffic is up 116% whoo!)… mostly I just want to know who. Or where they are coming from. Because then I can pretend I have friends.
Everyone always has these stories of these great...
“I don’t resent working long hours. I shouldn’t-I’m the one who...”
– Jim Henson
File under: passive-aggressive notes on the...
Ok. So. I know everyone is bitching on Twitter, etc. about how much the snow sucks and we’re all sick of it. But the people that are like “OMG ARE YOU ALL RETARDED WINTER STILL GOES UNTIL MARCH SUCK IT UP YOU BIG FUCKING CRYBABIES WAHHH” or whatever (paraphrasing) - I am going to cut them.
Yes, I know. I have lived in this state my entire goddamn life. I know that this is the...
Mother effing SQUEE, y'all.
[Warning: Ego check needed.]
So, one of my projects won an ADDY. I’m not sure if I’m allowed to announce that or not yet, so I just called it an “award” on Twitter. We won’t find out *WHAT* ADDY until the actual event, but still. AN AWARD. For something I worked on!
To be fair, a lot of the credit goes to the designer. Who is awesome and did a great job. But, I am...
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beautiful and yet funny post from The Bloggess →
New Reasons I Will Not Get Groceries on Saturday...
So I wandered out of my apartment this afternoon to get groceries. Naturally, I didn’t shower, so I ran into two different people that I knew. Awesome.
I also encountered the following:
- horrific parking jobs, causing me to park horrifically, probably causing the car on the other side of me to want to key my door. Maybe they did. I don’t know. I didn’t check.
- roving bands...
Thanks anyway, C.
If I wasn’t so tired of hearing no, or had realistic other options, I’d have a perfect line for tonight.
“Hey, my TV doesn’t work. Can I come over and watch the last episode of Conan?”
I’d even bring my own beer.
But instead, I won’t. Cause then I would be rejected AND missing Conan.
And I can probably watch Conan on the Internet tomorrow.
Change is good?
Supposedly. I have a hard time adjusting to things being rearranged in my life, unless I specifically seek them out.
The reason being? I’m stubborn as hell.
Things will work out, they always do, I just get grumpy in periods of uncertainty. Although… to be fair… this particular shift might actually prove to bring good things to me, so I might benefit from being willing to be...
not as awesome - but - new post up on my 30/30... →
there is something awesome going on in the... →
Sweet Jesus. That dentist appointment was about as much fun as a Pap smear. Possibly even MORE fun, because it lasted twice as long.
I am still haunted by the scraping. *shudder*
(Let’s be clear - the scraping was from the dentist. Not… the other. Because, ew. Also: sicko.)
Anyway my teeth feel weird now. The end.
holy shit, y'all. I'm so freaking textbook it's... →
“When my husband died, because he was so famous and known for not being a...”
– Ann Druyan, talking about her dead husband Carl Sagan
Absofuckinglutely beautiful.
(via danforth & chriskelly)
(via staceyjoy)
“Fate is an elegant, cold-hearted whore”
– The Spill Canvas, Polygraph, Right Now
I've earned my weekend.
This day did not get off to a good start.
I woke up just a smidge late (not unusual), and headed into the bathroom to adequately groom myself for work.
Along the way, I learned a very important life lesson. And I am going to share it with you:
- Never leave ketchup packets in your coat pockets
- Never leave your coat on the floor
- Especially never leave your coat in the path you take to...
more thoughts on "pajamajeans"
Hee. Some of my favorite Twitter convos today, regarding the previously-posted PajamaJeans. (PAJAMA JEANS!)
@dayngerous: @kelalea Ok…I kinda want a pair of those. #pleasedontthrowthingsatme
@kelalea: @daynegerous ME TOO. I mean. *cough* At least it’s not a Snuggie, right?
@daynegerous: @kelalea These could quite possibly become the “mom-jeans” of our generation.
* *...
“I remember when we were gambling to win
Everybody else said better luck next...”
– Metric, Gold Guns Girls
Pajamajeans. Seriously. I kind of want some. At... →
Fuzzy Love Yeti.
My friend @chimes linked this on Twitter from Craftster. SO CUTE. I want one.
All love yetis can be seen here.
Night of the Living Prom →
This is an event that my friends and I are throwing. It began 3 years ago with “Prom: Part Deux”, after the success of that first prom… we decided to make it an annual event! This year’s theme is: Night of the Living Prom. All proceeds will be donated to the American Cancer Society. Philanthropy is cool.
www.nightofthelivingprom.com
I missed the first one, but went last year. FUCKING...
a lament.
oh, TV dinners. How you lure me in with your lovely photos and scrumptious-sounding descriptions. Only to leave me eating something that tastes vaguely like cheesey cardboard. When will I ever learn? <sob>
Insomnia sucks.
Staring at the ceiling in the dark and listening to trains. I feel like I should be in a sleep-aid ad.
Why I Hate Foursquare
(Other Than The Fact That It Is Annoying As Hell) Ok, no, that’s actually initially a lot of why I hate it. It invaded both Twitter and Facebook with a stream of updates. “I’m at such and such [insert address here]” “I’m mayor(?!) of such and such” blah blah blah. It wasn’t that bad until our area got opened up. It had just been one or two random...
"I don't need to sparkle like a cheap stripper"
This Twitter exchange made my night:
@liabolicous Brides: why is there so much shit on your dresses? There’s pouf poufs and shiny bead vomit and lace explosions and wow I’m cranky.
@stephadamo @liabolicious I know, right? I just want something with a little lace and maybe one ribbon. I don’t need to sparkle like a cheap stripper.
wtf.
Remember when I used to go out on Fridays and Saturdays and to the bars and with my girls and drink lots and come home and sleep it off?
Well, I’m still sleeping lots, but instead of jeans and cute tops I am wearing sweatpants and “going out” consists of going to the grocery store.
When did I get old? This is depressing.
I’m kind of disturbed by the fact that it would be entirely too easy for me to sleep through an entire day. Today could have been one of those days. I made myself get up, instead.
Finally updated the other blog. →
“Your nature is both dramatic and romantic.”
– today’s fortune cookie fortune. (add an “in bed” and RAWR.)
i realized this today. and then i shook my head.
My 2nd blog has a real URL and my “real” blog doesn’t. I’m commitment phobic.
Also, my real blog doesn’t really have a name, either.
Kind of like my cat. Who I affectionately call “Kitty.”
omg. erasable shower notepad. →
I NEED one. I get all my best ideas in the shower.
(discovered by @tori_a_watson).
