Friday, October 28, 2005

soooo sleeeepy

i'm not sure why today is considerably less exciting than any other day, but I am actually struggling to keep my eyes open here. must not fall asleep on desk. or if am going to fall asleep on desk, must first close office door. could lead to potentially embarrassing situation if do not lock door, but if lock door, could lead to potentially really embarassing situation invovling well.nothing besides waking up in an empty office I suppose. must regain consciousness enough to stop writing in style of Helen Fielding, is highly annoying. ttfn.

Tuesday, October 25, 2005


When I was 2 years old, my family moved to Charlottesville because my dad was attended UVA for his PhD. I loved, and still love to this day, everything about Charlottesville. With 2 small acceptions. For years, and years afterward, I had recurring nightmares about sharks swimming in our local swimming pool, Fry Springs. I don't know how I possibly comprehended swimming laps at that point, I was still in floatie-arm things, kiddie pool land, but my dreams involved swimming very fast laps whilst being chased by sharks, who were also apparently incapable of swimming in patterns besides up and back those swim lanes. Also, at 3 years old, I began my educational career at a local preschool. The teacher took issue with my security blankie, asked my mother that I not bring it to school. My mom cut up my blankie, made me an adorable little ribbon belt, and sewed a piece of my blankie on it. I went fucking beserk on her ass, and my teachers. It was my G.D. blankie, for shit's sake. So i dropped out of preschool. Yup, Im a preschool dropout.

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

acheivements and plans

by the way, I got a raise last wednesday. that means at least one more shopping spree per month allowed. or I could save it or something. yep, should probably do that. In other world events, Im totally going to Boston for a long weekend for my 28th birthday next may to watch my Sox at the only TRUE ballpark in the land, Fenway. Super psyched on that.

maybe just 1978-1980 for now.

In the beginning.....
I was born on May 2, 1978 at 1:00pm, making me a stubborn mule of a Taurus. I came into this world at Lynchburg Baptist Hospital. If Jerry Faldwell knew what had become of one of his city's own, he would have a heart...oh, excuse me, I have to go write a letter to Jerry to inform him of my birth..
I lived in the closet (totally abusive, it was a big walk-in) in a farm house in a town called Phenix. Yes, without the o. My big sister complained cause I wasnt big enough to play and was therefore boring as hell to a 3 year old. I hear I rarely cried, was a generally sweet and serene baby. Thank jesus my parents didnt take that as a sign to have another, because I became the incarnation of the devil at approximately 36 months of age. But we will get to that later.

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

food, glorious food

before we get into the life of me, I'm currently very excited about perfecting this recipe for thanksgiving dinner and impressing the pants off my immediate and extended family. and of course my delish green bean casserole (vegan and full-strength). Which means..yay! for trial runs this weekend. Thanks smitten for the recipe.

Monday, October 10, 2005

once there was a girl

blah blah baseball and boys, such boring drivel. I think you need to know the story of my life, Mr. Internet (Ms. Internet?). next post -- the early years, 1978 - 1983. you're waiting with baited breath, aren't you?

Friday, October 07, 2005


in honor of my sox, this evening, I watched fever pitch. All I got to say is, I want a man who will take me to Fenway with him on opening day.

johnny damon is my homeboy

spring turns to summer turns to fall
the promise of red roses is broken with the fall of white snow
its october and the year is done early
the celebration will not be repeated
see you next spring

Thursday, October 06, 2005


you say its what you want but you make every excuse under the sun to feel inadequate. good to know you trust my judgement about what i want. i wanted to but you cant get over your own demons. kick yourself later. i would have helped you tame them.

Monday, October 03, 2005

could happen

I'm thinking about maybe sharing the horrific dramatic one-bitch play that I performed on Friday. I think it might exorcise the demons. But I might be too ashamed. We shall see. It has potential to be hilarious to someone not directly involved. And maybe the possibility of a guest-blogger on the topic of DC cabbies.
But in all honesty, its not real likely. So let the imagination just run wild.

Sunday, October 02, 2005

please please please let me let me let me

Love snuck up behind me and smacked me upside the head. It takes out its aggressions on me, roughs me up a bit. I am so slow sometimes I don’t even know its there until I’m yelling at it. i wish i was looking forward to a stroll in central park.