Happy Finn Day to you!
Happy Finn Day to you!
Happy Finn Day, dear Shannon!
Happy Finn Day to you!

Directly or indirectly, every aspect of my life relied on his loving me. At least every aspect of the life I was living ( Read more... )

I can't get over how good I smell. Thierry Mugler's Angel rocks my socks.

It's so early for a summer morning. And I'm here at work all alone. And there's this bird outside that's either giving birth or dying or summoning her minions. Either way, it's really creeping me out ( Read more... )

If he doesn't still love me, than why is he still in my head and heart and breath? At the most normal of times. Stop lights. Grocery stores. Stale offices. Bedroomsbathroomslivingroomskitchens ( Read more... )

In no particular order...

• Driving down Cannery Row with the top down playing Barry White's Can't Get Enough of Your Love as loud as we could stand.
  
• Taking a nap on the beach.
  
• Arguing for an hour about what to do on Friday night. Only to end up shopping at the local grocery store, buying french bread and brie cheese, going back to the hotel, eating ( Read more... )

My boss. My fucking boss.

Doesn't she know she can just call in sick without having to graphically describe her illness? What, does she think I won't believe her unless I get every gross, disgusting, nauseating detail of her URINARY TRACT INFECTION and what she's doing to take care of it?

EW. EW. EW.

EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!

Today is the day Lyndsey comes.

Tomorrow is the day we pick up our rented convertible and set off for two days of sun, road, wind, beach, reading, and eating.

Best. Weekend. Ever.

Compliments of the Henry Madden, Judith Rosenthal, and Martin Paul...

• Emma, Jane Austen
  
• Mansfield Park, Janne Austen
  
• Northanger Abbey, Jane Austen
  
• Persuasion, Jane Austen
  
• Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen
  
• Sense and Sensibility, Jane Austen
  
• 100 Years of Solitude, Gabriel Garcia Marquez
  
• Oxford Book of Latin Americn Short Stories, ed. Roberto Gonzalez ( Read more... )

Yep. My parents and I just had a argument about American Idol. And not a this-show-is-so-stupid-I-can't-believe-you-watch-it fight but an actual Fantasia-is-better-than-Diana-because fight. My dad actually yelled, "This is bullshit!"

Uh huh. That's right.