Posts by author: Mush
In which I shamelessly dork out on y’all. The new-boyfriend vocabulary is growing; I’m gonna need a jargon file just so I can read it occasionally and smirk. None of it means nothing to anyone else, of course, but phrases like “Fuck you, get the fuck off me” and “You gotta understand; I live in […]
In which I go from hanging out at home every evening to only being home to sleep. When K came to pick me up for work this morning (we work the same hours on Saturdays), Gramma made a crack about my timing and mentioned that ‘it would have been nice to have been ferried around […]
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 there’s a new device within range.
In which it’s totally off the hook and I’ve been walking around grinning like a lobotomy recipient. I haven’t posted for five days ’cause I’ve been busy. *waggles eyebrows* Yes: busy. In the Biblical sense of the word, if you catch my drift. There has been sleep deprivation, giggling, endless (good) conversation, strange continuities (owner’s […]
In which the Internet seeks to educate me. My employer’s web site offers live chat support, so literally anyone can come along and open an IM session that pops up on my desktop. This is the best one EVAR:
In which I am bested by a John Deere push mower. Gramma told me to mow the lawn while she’s gone. Dutifully I went into the garage yesterday, and got out the lawn mower. I started it up… …and mowed the damn lawn for over half an hour before I accidentally grabbed the little bar […]
In which I do a gig I feel good about… and drink WAY too much wine. Yesterday I came home on my lunch break and took a shower and put on jeans and cute shoes. After work I came home to drop Bindu off and smear on some mascara. By seven I was at the […]
In which I have the house to myself for a week. My grandmother left today for a trip to Detroit with her bowling team. I get to bring in the mail, mow the lawn, feed the dogs (they’re getting dry kibbles and water and none of the other shit they’re used to), and drive her […]
In which I look at my data. One of the interesting things about using software to count calories is that it does all sorts of interesting math. Behold, my intake from last week: Of course there are many other things to track, like sugar and iron and fiber and so on, but it is interesting […]
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