Another Weekend In Which I Accomplish Absolutely Nothing

| September 9, 2007

Besides consuming large amounts of alcohol. Which is why I just took out the trash. For the first time in over a week. And oh, yeah, it was full. The flies were really starting to bother me. (Yes. I’m kidding.) (Maybe.) First, I need to just say something. Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! So back about a month or […]

GT2

| August 30, 2007

I’m bursting at the seams! I am SO EXCITED! Wanna know why? Because tomorrow is Friday and the start of a long weekend! This weekend is KJ Palooza! Celebrating my (almost) 30 years on this Earth. All. Weekend. Long. Yes, more numbers. I had a very, very nice flirty email exchange with Winky this afternoon. Giddyness ensued. […]

Hey Fall! Where The Hell Are You?

| August 28, 2007

I was going to write something very interesting and profound this evening. You know like a whole fucking post about a guy who winks at me that I have a crush on. Or about my cats. Or about George Wendt and beans. Because that is good shit right there. But you know what? It’s fucking […]

They Tried To Make Me Go To Rehab

| August 26, 2007

But I said no, no, no. Seriously, it seems like last week was one big blur. With a ton of stuff happening. And the only way to fill you in on everything is, yep, you guessed it, BULLETS! First and foremost, since I’m sure you are all wondering how the “diet” went this week. (It’s […]

Am Overpriced Babysitter

| August 21, 2007

Oh, hai, internet. Oh how I’ve missed you so. I swear, these conferences make me feel so out of touch with the world. And that is just not good. Paris could end up in jail again. Lindsay could actually stay in rehab. The world doesn’t stop moving because I’m at a conference. But it should! […]