I couldn’t sleep last night. I guess you could say I was restless. Midnight rolled around and I decided it was imperative that I moisturize myself with no less than five separate lotions: one for my face, one for my under eye area, one for my neck, one for my feet, and one for everything [...]
This morning, swathed in navy cable knit tights under my jeans (HR threw us a bone with a casual day, i.e. “no, the office will not be closed due to weather”), an old pair of backpacking socks, snow boots, an undershirt, a wool sweater, a down vest, a scarf, hat, two pairs of gloves, and [...]
So the other day I received a package at work. I tend to have stuff mailed there as opposed to my apartment address because, well, shit happens. But this wasn’t something I had ordered. It was a gift. From Mara. For Christmas. Huh. The day it arrived (last Friday), I was home sick with the [...]
Before the holidays, I spent quite a bit of time reading Eat Pray Love and found a passage that made me pause and consider my own contribution to my failed relationships, to the patterns of my relationships past. I have a history of making decisions very quickly about men. I have always fallen in love [...]
As my former blog description noted (my journal wants a trial separation ambivalently mocks me), in addition to my writing here I continue to keep a private journal, the contents of which I sometimes peruse in reflection. Most of my words there are considerably less belabored and range from “Fucking shit motherfucker, I’m so pissed [...]
While I fiddle with where to hang the blogger heirlooms after the big move, I thought I’d take a moment to address some oldish business. Namely, the acknowledgement of Toolbag of the Year: 2008. Granted there weren’t very many votes (Prizes! Next time, prizes!), but After-the-Fact Boys and Facebook Cult Members were all duly noted. [...]
