In which I’m feeling aggravated. My bank recently changed names from Central Valley Bank to Midwest One Bank. In celebration of this, they’ve decided to charge my ‘free’ checking account $1.07 per month for the privilege of having a debit card. Rat fuckers.

In which I do a whole lotta nothin’. Friday we went out for a drink and were home by ten. Saturday night we stayed in, although I discovered the next day that MissT had called me to see if I wanted to hang out. *sigh* Sunday I slept in, then went to rehearsal. I’m still […]

In which I tell you a story. Once upon a time, way back in the late 80’s when I was in junior college and majoring in voice, I was a stoner. I smoked pot all the time. I smoked it in the walk-in cooler at work at 7-Eleven, I smoked it at Dead shows, I […]

In which you leave a comment, bitches. In other news, it’s Delurking Week, so if you don’t comment I’ll – I’ll just – well, I’ll just fucking cry. I know you’re here, I have tracking software you know!

In which I talk about an ex-boyfriend for a long time, as an illustration of the It Takes A Village concept (but as it applies to adults, not children). In the mid- to late 90’s I was living off campus in a house on Kirkwood with Cat and M.P. when MLD moved in. He had […]

In which I can’t think of anything clever, so will bore you with a few mundane details just so you know I’m thinking of you. My fingers still hurt from playing my guitar. I’m not sure I’m in love with the idea of an always-home, unemployed husband. Ahem. (He just read this line and said, […]

In which I complain, and confess to having a mysterious rash. (No, no no no, not THERE. Christ, what’s wrong with you?) The plastic zipper on my down-filled vest sucks. It catches on nothing and it always takes me multiple tries to get it unzipped. If the vest wasn’t so warm I wouldn’t put up […]

In which wanting and needing are not the same thing. I just walked over to the 2nd Street coffee shop, where I bought a latté and a piece of Bonnie’s strange-but-good veggie lasagna. (She makes the sauce spicier than is typical, and there’s always broccoli in it. Plus she makes odd cheese choices sometimes. But […]