It’s not like I’m missing much at work anyways.
call her green, for the children who’ve made her
Archive for September, 2007
Problem #2 with antibiotics is that they make me throw up.
So apparently my kidney is infected, and my antibiotics have the side effect of making me prone to sunburn. Cause, y’know, Celts don’t already have enough of a problem with the sun.
How long would you put up with a stabby pain just below your rib cage on the left side before you went to see a doctor?
I know I’ve said this before, and I’ll probably say it again, but I really need to stop blogging in the middle of the night.
There was a sleeping boy on one side of me and a sleeping cat on the other, and if I had any scotch in the apartment I would drink some, because I started feeling all panicked and asking myself questions like how did I ever get to this place where I look so settled, and [...]
Dude. Now that’s a pilgrimmage.
It is very difficult to concentrate on work when I know that I have a new Terry Pratchett book in my bag.
Do all electric razors look like escapees from Star Wars? Red Shirt just got a new one and it’s kind of making me nervous to go into the bathroom. I would not be surprised if it started hovering and yelling “Exterminate!” at me.
The problem with seeing movies like Knocked Up with your boyfriend is that it leads to having serious discussions about baby names on the way home. I don’t want to have discussions about baby names, serious or otherwise. A cat is just about enough responsibility for me at this point in my life, thank you [...]