February 19, 2008
On the edge of relapse
I’m teetering right on the edge. I so want to get a Britney update right now.
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February 19, 2008
My 12-Step Program to Quit Britney
Okay, really, my fascination with all things Britney (and her trainwreck life) has devolved into a sad little abnormal obsession that involves periodic and regular checks of certain web sites to see what’s developed in the last five minutes. “Gotta get my Britney fix!” I’d exclaim, before gleefully clicking my favorites to find out what idiotic thing the poor girl has done now. I cheered for her parents’ much-needed return, and booed the antics of evil-incarnate Sam Lufti.
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February 15, 2008
Who wears the smartypants in our family?
Nothing says Valentine’s Day romance like snuggling up with your loved one and a lovely accounting text book.
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February 13, 2008
Another hat!
167.5 hours until I get the boot off!
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February 7, 2008
Dial R for Rip-Off
As many of you know, our phone service at the house went wonky about a month ago. Maybe it’s been longer than that, I don’t remember. Anyway, all I know is that for most of the past month we’ve been unable to make or receive calls. No dial tone. At all. The landline phone keypad doesn’t even light up when plugged into the phone jack now. We disconnected all the cordless phones, even taking out their batteries. We let the phone line rest for a bit (per the instructions from the phone company). We looked in the phone box on the back of the house to plug in a landline there, to try to determine if the problem is inside the house, or outside the house. Since there isn’t a jack in the box (ha ha), there is no way to test it. We did get phone service back, myseriously, for a few days in the middle, but now it’s out again.
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February 7, 2008
A half-brained idea
Ornithologists concluded that migratory birds take hundreds of naps as they fly; they also practice unilateral eye closure, in which one eye closes, thereby permitting half the brain to sleep.
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February 6, 2008
Smash Wednesday
Today is Ash Wednesday, which I forgot, as is evidenced by the fact that I had a buffalo chicken samich for lunch at Trainwreck. Oops.
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January 31, 2008
She lives!
Well, I have survived The Conversion. Barely.
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January 25, 2008
And now it’s time to go to work!
I’m sitting at my new dining room table, typing this on our laptop in between bites of Raisin Bran. You’d think after 6 months of eating Raisin Bran every morning for breakfast I’d be tired of it. I would have thought that, too, but then again I never thought I’d view food as a necessary evil that takes time away from the “important” things I have to get done.
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January 25, 2008
Update
I. Am. So. Freaking. Tired.
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