Stevie has his projects, and I have mine.
He is working on his novel, and I am determined to make all the jumps in that one stinking song on DDR. It’s taking my time. I can’t really practice bassoon right now, though, because … Read more
He is working on his novel, and I am determined to make all the jumps in that one stinking song on DDR. It’s taking my time. I can’t really practice bassoon right now, though, because … Read more
For all my self-supposed hugeness, I am still a hottie. No, really. I must be. Or people would stop hitting on me, right? I mean, there must be some hottie-ness in there that they’re keying … Read more
Not to lose weight, though I don’t think that would be a bad thing. But because I’m depressed, and exercise raises my mood. Expecially lifting weights — I guess because I can get out my … Read more
Bad headline writing at its finest: Girl Scouts hunt beavers and fur flies.
Read this, read it many many times.
One of my favorite TMF Posters has his own site, with his own tales of the Ducklings. A recent one is Political Ducklings, referenced here for your enjoyment.
She was writing up a list of who to contact in the event that something bad happens to her, and she needed my new address and home phone. She told me originally that it was … Read more
I’ve been grinding my teeth all day. No clue why, just have.
When you have kids some day — and I know that you will and that they’ll be glow in the dark white babies with a froth of red hair to top it off — don’t … Read more
One: There are a LOT of people looking for Hitler’s birth certificate. And a buttload of them end up here. Two: I finished the ball of yarn I was knitting on for my knitting class. … Read more
I did finally go get my CA drivers license. True story of the DMV! b: “Let’s see. Height, weight, eye color, hair color… What should I put for hair color?” DMV lady: “I dunno. We … Read more