April 2004
12 posts
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Translators Do it Better Because they’ve got two tongues I’ve come to realize that three years of high school Spanish does not count for much. Although the brightly illustrated vocabulary lists of my youth have helped me out in a few situations, such as waitressing in the summer, etc. I now know that shouting “pan, pan, la cesta de pan” will not exactly help me express my...
Apr 29th
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Pussy for Free No More Paul, Once and For All: So about a week ago I was asked on a date. A real date with a real boy. Let’s call him “Paul.” Paul and met some time ago at a party. Spit was swapped, as were numbers. Paul seemed like a pretty functional kid with no homicidal tendencies. I thought I’d give it a whirl. For awhile, “Paul” appeared to be pursuing...
Apr 28th
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I Miss You the Most at Night but that’s okay because it’s cocktail hour Thoughts of the Day: Remember “opposite day” from way back in elementary school? It wasn’t so much of a day as an idiotic kid-type game in which everything was, well, the “opposite” of what it normally should be. For example, if I told you to “fuck off” on opposite day,...
Apr 21st
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I Pass on the Grass Because Tony just wouldn’t approve Last night I dreamed that I was Tony Soprano’s mistress. Although this might have been brought about by the recent marathon showing of the fourth season that the girls and I participated in, I like to think that it foretells my bright future in the mob (which, of course, doesn’t really exist). Get me to New Jersey,...
Apr 21st
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A Brief List of All Things Material That Matter AKA How to Have a Quarter-Life Crisis and Not Feel Bloated 1) Brand new hot-pink high heels. On my feet. With cuffed Jeans. 2) Crest White Strips. Now I can smoke my post-breakup lungs out and not feel guilty. All the addiction, none of the symptoms. 3) Airbrush tanning. All the glow, none of the cancer. 4) H&M. Three words: I-Love-You. I...
Apr 20th
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Top Nine Reasons Why I am Not Cleaning Up and writing this entry in a sketchy old-man bathrobe 1) I took a shower, making me absolutely sparkling. How could you ask for anything more? 2) I waxed my entire body. Holy. Mother. Of. God. 3) The Parents aren’t coming to visit for at least another two hours. 4) All of my clothes are dirty and lying in a pile at my feet 5) Dishes, empty...
Apr 18th
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Out like a Boner in Sweat Pants I hate it when people explain things away with “spring has sprung”. Just where did we get that little expression? Please, let me know. Example: Me - My boyfriend and I broke up Monday night. I’ve been pretty upset, but I’m feeling better now. People - Well, spring has sprung! What does that mean? That I shouldn’t worry? That I...
Apr 17th
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Time for a Family Meeting Kids, sit down, we need to talk. Daddy is moving out and mommy is keeping the weblog and the minivan. Don’t worry, it’s not your fault. We still love you. In other words, I am a single woman for the first time in years. Yes, The Boyfriend and I have decided to call it quits for the moment. There’s not much else to say, as I am not a fan of airing my...
Apr 14th
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Five Simple Rules To Live By Yes, I’m turning into my mother 1) Wash your hands after you go to the bathroom. Even if it’s “just pee”. If you’re not already doing this, mama didn’t raise you right. Period. No arguing. I’m sick of hearing you leave the bathroom stall and walk straight out the door. It’s people like you that have made me the O.C.D....
Apr 13th
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Nothing Compares to You (Easter Candy) My parents sent me an Easter basket containing: 1 dark chocolate bunny (ears have since been removed and consumed) 3,000,000 jelly beans (currently rolling about my room after an unfortunate spill) 1,000,000 small chocolate eggs (currently rolling about my stomach after a very fortunate encounter) 1 ceramic yellow egg mug complete with a bunny handle...
Apr 12th
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Things That are Bothering Me 1) The amount of Marshmallow Peeps I have consumed in the last forty eight hours. All of that sugary goodness cannot be good for one girl. Also, the company that makes them is called “Just Born”. Does that strike you as odd? I can hear the silent screams of each infantile marshmallow chick I just swallowed. Mmm, Just Born… 2) The utter lack of men...
Apr 7th
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A Brief List of Things that Scare Me Shitless Clowns Mimes Mickey Rooney The sound of the coffee grinder while I’m still half asleep Team sports Golden showers People staring at me whilst I engage in a peaceful slumber Bounced cheques Dying biter and alone Celibacy Large hairy mammals Hairless cats The word “moist” Hidden cameras The Atkins diet Tapered pants ...
Apr 1st