Still no news. I thought about calling The Dean Of The Program, but I haven’t been able to decide whether that would be a wise idea. I am feeling a bit edgy because if her answer is “Yes,” I am down to two weeks to prepare an application, or else I must wait for the […]
As I do not have time (nor the attention span—see previous entry) at the moment to sit down and write you a proper post, I shall write one in pieces throughout the day. It will be like reality TV! A real-time, blog-verite sort of thing.
9:15 a.m.
So, at 12:30, five of the Nearly-In-Laws (Nearly MIL, NFIL, […]
So. I haven’t so much as commented on a blog in a few days, because I have been occupied with a desperate bid to fulfill all–well, most–of my wildest dreams in one fell swoop. To kill a passel of pecking birds with one well-aimed stone. My god, the clichés! You see how worked up […]
My cousin Rachel got the Barbie Townhouse the summer we found The Joy of Sex under her parents’ bedskirt. Before this, Barbie had spent most of her time trying on outfits, getting haircuts, and having her ears pierced with straight pins.
Suddenly, Barbie’s ultra-bendable legs had a whole new purpose.
The Barbie Townhouse was relatively unexciting but […]
First of all, while I am trying to give this whole wonky herbal medicine thing a chance—the Chinese have been doing this for centuries! NAD assures me—I am having difficulty swallowing it. Literally. I cannot help but wonder why, if the Chinese have been doing this for centuries, they haven’t yet figured out a way […]
I tried to write an entry this weekend, really I did. But each time I began, I became overwhelmed: could I write an entry about vodka-stealing and copulating in a copse and all the tiny events that populate my days when such a furor grips the blogosphere? I will admit, I found the situation leading […]
So, what was it I said yesterday? Oh yes: “Decisions have been made! Obstacles have been thwarted! Horrible things have been worn by persons in my close proximity!”
And so they have.
Decisions have been made:
Not by me, really. All I said was “O.k.” The Nearly made a proposal and I accepted. No, not that kind of […]
I was going to spend the weekend writing, reading blogs, and catching up on email, but instead I spent it taking Advil, watching Law & Order: Criminal Intent, and sitting on the couch. In keeping with my inability to go even one day without being beset by minor tragedy, I fell on the ice on […]
Friday. Sweet, sweet Friday. The weekend lies before me like a luxurious expanse of…not-working. Except I might have to work a bit, this weekend, to make some money, because my bills are doing that thing they do (in case you have forgotten, “that thing” is whispering in Peter Lorre voices “Pay us, or you […]
Monday night, I am sitting on the couch with the Nearly when he says:
“I found the stroller we should get.”
Excuse me?
“You’ll never get the cats to ride in a stroller,” I say.
An hour later, the Nearly calls me over to where he is sitting at his computer:
“Let me show you,” he says, pulling up a […]
