I've reached an age where indigestion can keep me up at night.

Also, Cloyne makes my skin dry.

"Athena, I've missed you!  Let's chest bump."
Giggling.
"I couldn't."
"C'mon."
"That'd be vulgar for me."
"I know.  For me, too."

So, apparently I have a "big personality."  And "some people think I'm a bitch."

"My iTunes won't get CD track names.  So much for downloaded the latest iTunes.  Ugh!  Anyway, how are you?"
"My Grandma died."
"Well, I'd make you a mix tape, but..."

Thank god I can censor.

The Morgan definition of love?  Making fun of you so no one else can hear ( Read more... )

Sacramento isn't as horrible as I remembered.  Public transit and the sprawl made things difficult as a teen is all.

I know that I make it difficult to be my friend, but I expected more of my high school comrades.  The ones who had the time weren't willing to leave their houses; the others didn't bother to return my call.

House number one.  The ( Read more... )

New age-inappropriate things that I enjoy that prove I am, in fact, an old lady.

1.  Prunes
I've been so excited about prunes I had to kind of restrain myself from talking to the old lady in line in front of me at Andronico's.  Prunes, so delicious they're dangerous.
2.  The AAA Magazine
Seriously, has anybody looked at it? 

"She just hasn't called me since I bought her brunch 3 years ago ( Read more... )

Girl, I love you, but making you feel a little guilty isn't enough for me not to memorialize this conversation forever ( Read more... )

You know, it's really hard to make pleasant chitchat, when what's going on with you includes ( Read more... )