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*$&*#@()$! Frickin’ frackin’ LJ!! WHY CAN’T I POST?!
04
Jun
2007
Tagged: littlemisssunshine
14
May
2007
I AM NOT WHINING, DAMMIT
When I was in college my roommates and I would not tolerate whining on each other’s parts. I had 3 roommates in the dormitory room we shared in Akers Hall: Paz and Jooje and LP the Great. When you live with a lot of women, in your room, and on your floor, there is invariably whining in the picture somewhere at any given time, but we would pounce upon any whining and kick it mercilessly with sarcasm until the offender gave it up. Finally, in self-defense someone came up with B.M.C. which was code for what they were doing INSTEAD...
13
Mar
2007
WE CAN’T ALL AND SOME OF US DON’T. THAT’S ALL THERE IS TO IT.
This is not PMS, it can’t be. What IS this weird sorrow that settles on my back, just below my skull and wraps its wide warm paws around my head? It comes and goes, and no way to tell which day will be the one that feels heavy, which will be the one that lightens and brightens with joy until everything is loud and snapping rainbow. Recently it seems to me that the grump bucket runneth over. I am not by nature a grumpy person, though I surely have my moments like anyone else. Yesterday, and today, if I had...
11
Feb
2007
IS THERE A 12-STEP PROGRAM FOR BULLETPOINT ADDICTION?
3 things about myself that still need work: Swearing, eyerolling, requiring instant obedience. I had a conversation with the Help Desk at work last week in which I complained about the fact that my computer seemed slower than ever and what can they do to fix it? It wasn’t the lastest updates, they maintained. They checked the memory: fine. They checked the capacity: fine. They checked a whole pile of other things: fine, fine fine. Conclusion: I am too fast for my own computer. In other words, it’s just me. I’ve been on a high, in a good mood for...
23
Jan
2007
HEY LADY, YOUR GRUMPBUCKET IS FULL
You know, it would be a lot more fun having the week off from my family if I had the week off from work as well. Working 10-hour days all week wasn’t really what I had in mind. *sigh* State of the Lizardek Updates (for those who care): Returned test results confirm birch allergy. Hyper-chronic year-round allergic reactions possibly a result of similar substances found in certain foods. List of such foods included from doctor, none of which I eat. Work 10 hours yesterday in front of a computer with no problem. Come home and start to work on PC...
08
Jan
2007
EYE EYE SEE SEE YOU YOU
Today, my eyes have been acting up. Boy, have they ever. I have had double and blurry vision all day, for no discernible reason. It was so bad at work that I could actually feel that I was giving myself epicanthic folds and cheek aches because I was squinting so hard at the screen in order to be able to work. Ad deadlines, so I couldn’t shirk, you see. After lunch, when it still hadn’t improved, I called the healthcare help line and put the wheels in motion for an appointment at the clinic to investigate this (it’s happened before...
21
Dec
2006
I’LL TAKE ANY RISK TO TIE BACK THE HANDS OF TIME
I got such a “good” response to the photo of me in my home-made camouflage uniform homecoming dress the other day that I just went hunting through photo albums to find a picture of the other home-made dress that I wore to Senior Prom a few years later. My mom made it, I don’t think I sewed a stitch. It had a darling little half-jacket and a gold belt. At least it started out with a gold belt, since that is what I was wearing in the pre-party photo taken at home, although it’s missing here. Unlike the homecoming dance...
17
Nov
2006
ABOGGLE
OJ’s book has me completely flabbergasted. Also, grammatically speaking, shouldn’t it be If I Had Done It? If there’s humor to be found in this, it’s here: “If I Did It” by John Wilkes Booth
14
Nov
2006
HOW TO TURN YOUR FROWN UPSIDE DOWN
For some reason, my mood, never the best in the early morning when I stumble blearily and resentfully from bed 10 minutes after smacking the snooze button again, ended up on a rapidly declining downward spiral that escalated as the day wore on. Don’t ask ME how that metaphor works, but it was true. My bad mood went from bad to worse and by the end of the day, as big fat raindrops began smacking the glass of my window while my back was turned, I was pretty sure that I had metamorphosed, sprouted a snout and fangs, a wiry...
12
Nov
2006
LIZARD THE GROUCH
Recently travelertrish had a post where she found a whole bunch of phrases using Google to describe how busy she was. Busier than a one-legged man in a butt-kicking contest was my favorite. Today I was damn grouchy.* I was a total grumpbucket. I was crabby, cranky, cross, bad-tempered and a thorough crosspatch. But what was I grouchier THAN? *Never mind why. I’ll get over it.