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I have no idea what that title even means, but I do know that it’s true, so that’s enough.
Anyway, I’m supposed to do this meme thing, the one where I tell you six quirky things about myself. I know I am supposed to do this meme thing, because I was tagged by Tiff. I am […]

Hi. Here I am, back in business. Thanks again to all of you guest bloggers (I love you… group hug). While they were blogging for me, I was working a lot of hours. To be honest, I quite enjoyed the break, and I spent some time last week thinking that maybe I should try to […]

Note: These things are of a random, pointless nature. Because random and pointless is what I do best.
1. Sometimes I tuck my pajama pants into my socks:

And then I go outside. If taking my dog outside while dressed like this even really counts as going outside, because really it’s just the back […]

I said I’d show my new haircut, so hey… here is a before and after:

Whee, etc. I really like the cut. I keep touching my hair. Even more than I do normally.
(And no, I don’t know what’s up with the look on my face in the before shot either. Maybe I […]

I don’t think anyone could say that I am a good steward of time. (In fact, just last week, my mom said “You waste more time than anyone I know,” to which I replied “I do not!” to which she replied with raised eyebrows and that mom look of hers.) And as a […]

Dudes, this is a seriously long post. I hope you are fascinated by it for hours. Because that is how long it will take you to read it. Enjoy. Seriously. Enjoy it right now.
Srah: Why did you start blogging?
The truth is that I don’t really know. It was 2002 […]

For the Composition Challenge, which I would be sad about if it were no more, I am going to write something that I totally don’t want to write. But I figure that my not wanting to write it means that it should be written. It’s not pleasant or uplifiting or funny, and… I […]

When I was 16, I thought I was deep. I smoked cigarettes and weed. I drank vodka. I would stay out as late as my curfew allowed (my curfew was midnight, and was dubbed “Anne’s Magic Hour” because, well, my mom’s name is Anne, and breaking curfew was something I always tried […]

Just say yes, okay?
It turns out that I have been really busy lately. I know, sometimes I say I’ve been busy when I mean that I’ve been sitting around in my pajamas eating Pringles and thinking about how I should maybe do something… or something. But this time I mean it. […]

On Tuesday, September 11, 2001, I was a recent college graduate and I’d had such an impossible time finding a job that I had almost entirely given up (I finally got one a month later — a reporting gig I like to think of as The Worst Job Ever), and I spent my days in […]