I just got back inside from a run.  I like to break up my writing with some endorphins, and it finally stopped raining long enough to get a decent workout in.  I stayed in my development though, because the roads around here are flooded everywhere.  So I ran and walked around the endless circle that is my little world.

About 15 minutes into my ( Read more... )

This one, I kind of always knew about myself, but I fought against it for years because I wanted to do what society expected of me. About 8 years ago, I realized I had played the Etiquette Game FAR LONGER than I had wanted to, and I had wasted a lot of my life's time on people who were, to put it bluntly, just not worth my time.

Since then, I ( Read more... )

Yesterday, I had to trek the 7 year old to his follow-up appointment with the allergist, who, in any future entries related to allergies, will be referred to as Dr. Hot and Sexy.  Meow!  This time, we went to a different office (here in Jersey people do all kinds of weird shit, and one of them is that physicians have multiple offices in different ( Read more... )

The new neighborhood kid doesn't understand which house is his, and which house is mine.  He follows me everywhere.  I can't so much as poke one toe outside my door without being instantly nose to nose with him.

He's cute and all, don't get me wrong.  But dude was all up in my bidness today and I was busy, yo.  MY OWN KIDS weren't even home!

He was ( Read more... )

Twice in the past two days, I have found myself in a single-person public bathroom.  You know, the kind with no stalls, just, you open the door and there's a toilet and a sink.

Nothing really unusual about that in itself, because as you all know, I go to the bathroom A LOT, so wherever I am, I usually have to check out the facilities.

What struck ( Read more... )

I was in the bread aisle. A married couple was debating whether or not to buy hamburger rolls. She decided that they should grab a pack, "just in case."

Him: Ok where are they?
Her: Right in front of you.
Him: ........... (He's looking directly at the rolls.)
Her: Right at your eye level.
Him: Where? (He also makes a sound not unlike Scooby ( Read more... )

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The oncologist who killed himself had had a myspace page while he was alive.  You can see it here.  When he was alive, the good doctor still only had a handful of myspace friends.  Suspiciously enough, they were all Tara's friends too.  Oh, and Pearl Jam.  Back when I had a myspace account, I was "friends" with him ( Read more... )

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A few months ago I had a completely surreal experience.  Something that only happens in movies, or on the 6 o'clock news, actually happened to....me.  Not only to me, but I'm the one writing the story.

I've been wanting to put this into writing ever since it first unfolded, but I was unable to find the words.  I'd sit down, prepared to write, and ( Read more... )