In which we’ve decided to move! I’ve made no secret of the fact that I’m not a fan of the weather out here. There’s no spring or fall, just sweltering, muggy summer, and blizzard season. Living in Uptown is kinda cool in that there are art stores and coffee shops and diners and bars and […]
In which this is a pain in the arse. I’ve been using Flickr for image hosting since 2006, and have nearly 14k pictures there. They recently announced they’re moving to a for-pay model, and even though I do like their photo editor, I don’t know that I like it enough to pay fifty bucks a […]
In which I’m finally rid of my married name! I decided recently to get a passport. No real reason. I don’t have any travel plans, but one never knows — and I have the money just now so what the hell. Maybe I’ll get to India before I’m 50. Today I went to my second […]
I put Bindu down on Saturday. She was 14. She’s buried at my uncle’s place, just outside of town. I can’t really talk about it right now. I’m pretty much avoiding Twitter, Facebook, email, and my phone UNTIL I CAN FUCKING DEAL. Which I totally can’t just yet. Thank you for your well wishes.
In which I just checked my voice mail. I have an interview tomorrow afternoon for a helpdesk position at a “medical facility” (probably a clinic, but maybe a hospital, I don’t know because an outsourced IT company is actually doing the hiring). The pay range is $10-$14 an hour, DOE, which is about right for […]
In which I flail around a bit more because apparently I’m a bit of a moron. When you’re fourteen, you go to high school. That’s just what you do; everybody knows this. When you’re eighteen, you go to college. After college, you go to work and strive to pay off your student loans. Eventually, you […]
In which I bought treeware. For my birthday, I quit smoking. On my lunch hour, instead of smoking I went into the bookstore and bought myself The Eyre Affair, a book I’ve been meaning to read since it came out eight years ago. I mean, what the hell, right? It is my birthday, after all, […]
In which I tell you about my recent TOTALLY ACCIDENTAL hard left. While I don’t have a 5-year plan [I’m sure my toilet training was as flawed as anyone’s, but I have managed to avoid being completely anal], I do have a half-assed 2-year plan. Half-assed because it involves nothing more epic than getting out […]
In which I think aloud, as it were. Even though it’s actually typing. (Writing. Whatever.) Let me admit first that I’ve never had a five-year plan. I’m the kind of creature who takes things as they come, and at any job interview where I’ve been asked, “Where do you see yourself in five years, Michelle?” […]
In which I feel utterly fantastic, now that I’m doing something. When I got home from work yesterday Bghead was on the porch with his laptop saying, “I just read your blog! We’re going to lose you?!” When I told Truck and Bowling Jesus that I’d decided to move to Washington, Truck said, “Good. I’m […]
