How Do I Miss Thee? Let Me Count The Tines…

Thursday, June 23rd, 2011

Dear Pilfered Lunch-time Fork: We had some good times, you and I, during office lunch breaks and coworker birthday celebrations. Whether in the lunch room or at my desk, we ate many a waffle, pasta salad, and guilt-laced cake. Oh the cakes! Remember the cakes? And all those times the time we absolutely destroyed that [...]

Toolbag Wednesday #29: Icky Couples

Wednesday, March 30th, 2011

So there I am, sitting on the bus the other morning, minding my own bee’s wax, when I notice the couple sitting next to me. As does the all male contingent sitting all around me, sporting many a scornful face and much eye rolling. See, the couple sitting next to me turned out to be [...]

Kidney Stone or Stone Baby?

Tuesday, March 15th, 2011

Okay, I admit it. I can be a teensy bit overdramatic when it comes to being sick. But, then again, I’ve had some pretty janky ass illnesses (see: The Cough). So, when this past January found me rolling around in the dark in bed one night with side pain so severe I thought my appendix had [...]

Toolbag Wednesday #28: Crabby Ass Old People*

Wednesday, March 2nd, 2011

You know what? Enough is enough. I’ve been ageist before and I’m about to be again. Except this time, I’m going after all those Crabby Ass Old People. Fucking toolbags. Seriously. It’s been a morning and I’ve had it with their janky ass bullshit. I mean, if you’re just going to go around making everyone [...]

Who The Fuck Is Sharon

Tuesday, March 1st, 2011

About a week ago, I started getting a strange text message. One of those that is all “familiar” and such, but you have no idea who it’s from. Which is odd because I’ve had the same number for over 2 years now. Anyway, as odd as the text was, I ignored it and its strange [...]

Not All Starbucks Are Created Equal

Thursday, February 10th, 2011

I have a scone to pick with Starbucks. In particular, one Starbucks. Otherwise known as the Starbucks Coffee Shop of Lowered Self-Esteem. Seriously. Getting coffee at this one location actually makes me feel bad about myself. It’s sad because it’s true. This, of course, would also mean that it is the most convenient Starbucks for me [...]

Heavy Walker Texas Ranger

Friday, September 10th, 2010

Dear Upstairs Neighbor, You suck. I hate you. Also, you are a selfish and inconsiderate fuckwad. That’s right, fuckwad. You make me so angry that I invent new words in moments of utter seething as a result of your selfishness and inconsideracies. See? Another fake word. As much as I’ve obviously enjoyed being forced to [...]