In which my fat cat tries to get fatter. This is a picture of Buz begging: I’ve never had a cat that begged before. He’s so funny.
In which I’m back online, using Internet Exploder – a browser I hate. I spent much of today doing laundry and fucking with my computer. I have many clean clothes and I finally got Win2k installed. I’m now online, which was my whole goal. I haven’t installed anything at all except for my modem driver […]
In which the sky gets dark in the middle of the afternoon. …SEVERE THUNDERSTORM WARNING NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE QUAD CITIES IA IL 150 PM CDT THU SEP 8 2005 THE NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE IN THE QUAD CITIES HAS ISSUED A * SEVERE THUNDERSTORM WARNING FOR… NORTHWESTERN JEFFERSON COUNTY IN SOUTHEAST IOWA SOUTHEASTERN KEOKUK COUNTY IN […]
In which there’s an MP4 to download. I’m feeling melancholy as autumn approaches. This morning I drove to work with the windows down and the heat on, Breathe Me on repeat, blasting. Fall makes me ache, makes me sad in a deep place. I look around at the leaves turning, the fields turning; the mornings […]
In which I totally bitch and moan and you probably shouldn’t even read this. Today has proven to be something of a total bitch. One. I backed up my home files onto my work computer, then attempted to set up my iTunes library and update my iPod. This was a total pain in the ass, […]
In which I recount a dream. Yes, posting this kind of self-serving, of-interest-to-no-one crap is totally against the rules of blogging. I rarely remember my dreams. I would estimate that I remember fewer than five per year. Over the weekend, however, I had a really strange dream that I did remember. I was doing a […]
In which my boobs stop hurting and everything else starts. I woke up one minute before Brett’s alarm went off at 4:26. I’d only been asleep since midnight, so I wasn’t at all pleased that I was awake. Brett got up and did his morning thing and left for work at 5:30. I was lying […]
In other news, my boobs hurt. This might just mean that I should not have done braless arobics the other day. Or it might mean that I’m going to have wicked-bad-awful PMS soon. Or it could mean I’m pregnant again, in which case I will kill myself. I had the very last of my many […]
I love this picture so much. Makes me want to run right out and buy an Airstream. Or a convertable.
I can’t help it, this love I have for all things Google. I have no idea why Google has suddenly become a software house, but I love all their little doodads, including Google Desktop.
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