March 2005
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Last Weekend I was a busy, busy bee For more photos of my designs and Plaid’s Extravaganza, go to my Picturetrail album.
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Links That are Shallow and Horrible and therefore worthy of this site Booty Vote Like Hot or Not, but with more T&A Death By Cola I found this particularly helpful Stunt Member I’ve lost all faith in Vincent Gallo and in other news… Tristan Taormino is visiting Smith this weekend. Three cheers for fisting workshops!
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Self-Portrait Sunday After the egg hunt.
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Slipping on the Ice of my Cold, Cold Future At the moment, I’m sporting two bruises, one on each upper-thigh-lower-cheek region. Why, you ask? Because nature is a cruel mistress. Up until my ass met the pavement three weeks ago, I had not yet fallen this winter. Now it’s Pavement: 2 Me: 0. I must admit I was getting a little cocky about my graceful stride. We all know that cockiness...
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Talk About Literary Masturbation This just in: Ron Jeremy has a blog.
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I Am Admitting To: 1. Being in need of a cold shower after the Northampton High School boys track team ran by my porch this afternoon. 2. Using my recycling bin as a trash can for the past six months. 3. Wasting my paycheck on earrings and pants. 4. Considering selling my wares in order to last until pay-day. 5. The fact that I would rather have meaningless, uneventful sex than admit to myself...
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Self-Portrait Sunday
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Horror of Boyfriends Past and Present AKA how the movie of my life suddenly became a tragedy Oh my, what a week. Spring break came and decided to give it to me in the rear, to put things lightly. Where should I start? Perhaps with a list! I’ll give it to you good and honest: 1. Bye, Bye Birdie PB and I decided to call things off after seven months of chaos. This is our fourth breakup in six...
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Out Killing Hookers? Last night my dream was on the retro side. It was sometime in the early sixties. I was a stylish hipster on the run from a dangerous street gang. For some reason, the gang’s main hangout was a beach club on the Oregon coast, but that’s neither here nor there. Anyway, in order to defend myself, my main target was a middle-aged Samoan man who drove a hot Pontiac...
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Conversations I Have Had in the Past Week Mom: You know how you always make fun of me for saying “porno” when we get the spam? Me: Mom, it’s not “we’ve got the spam” like “he’s got the cancer”. No one says “porno”. It’s totally creepy. Mom: Well, I was thinking about it, and I think it’s just your generation that...
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Sometimes Things Aren’t Too Bad This is hokey, so skim it Like right now, I’m sitting at my computer, eating a cinnamon graham cracker and enjoying my morning juice box. I’m giving myself a snow day and listening to the plows outside. I’m about to take a shower and try out my new conditioner. I’m getting paid today, so I can afford my prescriptions and a new t-shirt....