Posts by author: Mush
In which we go to the airport. Yesterday evening Bread, BoSe, Truck and I got into a motor vechicle and went in search of dinner. We ended up in the Mexican ghetto at a taqueria. Once I got the door open and stepped into the restaurant, an extraordinarily drunk man approached me… …and promptly passed […]
In which it works! I used to use Gallery rather than Flickr, then shit happpened, and I started using Flickr. But now! Finally! Gallery is back up on the box! (I’m still importing old albums, so the content will increase as time goes by.)
In which you can hardly tell it’s the weekend. Today is the first day of our third week in Indy. I feel both as if I just arrived, and as if I’ve been here forEVer. BoSe and Bread had a nine o’clock this morning. I tried to get the bid done last night, but it’s […]
In which I woke up on the wrong side of the bed entirely. I woke up totally fucking aggro this morning. Then my computer was acting like a slow piece of shit while I was trying to produce some printed bids. Then the guys were freaked out about this thing and that thing (this gig […]
In which it’s weird. Being this close to the time line means that the sun is still (just barely) above the horizon at nine PM. It causes us to eat dinner really, really late. And we tend to stay up until eleven or twelve every night. I bet it’s awesome to be a kid here […]
In which I bitch and moan. A lot. About stupid sophomoric shit. All because I made the mistake of examining myself nude in the big motel mirror after my shower this afternoon. I heard when I was a kid — and I have no idea if this is true or not — that one forms […]
In which I’m entirely too old for this meme, but wtf. [PREP] [ ] You’ve been to a tanning salon. [ ] You watch The OC and/or Laguna Beach/ The Hills. [x] You own a cell phone [ ] You own something designer. [ ] You love going to the mall. [x] You take your […]
In which my head is like a sieve. I applied a new template today. I like it. I’d gotten sick of the last one, because I have a short attention span. I think I’m almost caught up on my blogroll. Having sketchy connectivity got me way behind. (If I haven’t been reading you lately, I’m […]
In which it takes money to make money, and I’m loving not living in the country. We’ve been here for eleven days now. We’ve got a gas grill set up, and bought speakers for the laptop so we could enjoy tunes in our room. (The built-in speakers were like listening to iTunes through a telephone […]
In which I hate my period, and the best part about marriage is having to share everything. Plus: grandmas are always right. (Yesterday I was bitching to BoSe that the worst part of being married is having to share everything: cigarettes, food, cash. The bed. It’s a pain in the ass. But then…) It’s a […]
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