I spent the better part of an hour yesterday talking Bu into the perfect Mother’s Day gift: a morning wandering around the East End Yard Sale. (The hipper side of town, i.e. the one I do not live in, has a huge yard sale the day before Mother’s Day every year. It is teh awesome.) [...]
Category Archives: fluff
a list of aesthetic sins, in my worldview
April 23, 2008 – 8:09 am
Neatly trimmed forsythia bushes. They should be wild and wavy.
P0rn star pubic hair grooming. For similar reasons.
Stripey highlights
Fake flowers
Patterned, ornate silverware. I like simple and heavy flatwear.
Papyrus, Comic Sans, and Monotype Corsiva
Men’s T-shirts on my body
Tapered leg pants
Mullets
Military hair cuts
American Flags. Most flags, actually.
Pierced ears on small babies
Those dumb ass girly baby headbands that look [...]
i’m possessed with a strange and sudden need to know where Saturn is in my natal chart
April 18, 2008 – 3:17 pm
I’m thinking if I fully explain this I’ll get a severe spasm of one-handed-typer’s-carpal-tunnel. So, I’ll just throw out a chain of thought and you can feel free to follow it or me utterly lost.
I’m reading Eat. Pray. Love. It’s stirring my mind wildly + beautifully.
She studies at an ashram where they “allow” you- this [...]
i have re-entered the American economy
April 4, 2008 – 3:21 pm
This is what it takes to make me feel spoiled and giddy:
Dinner plans at a restaurant where you actually sit down and place you order. And the order is for sushi!
$17.99 to spend at Border’s on Joe Hill’s paperback Heart-Shaped-Box, a discount book of Witchcraft Illustrations, and a faery pop-up for the Birdy’s birthday. Bonus points for chatting [...]
a brief break from the break
April 1, 2008 – 10:00 pm
To tell you how I pwned Bu- I totally win April Fool’s Day.
I took a screencap of his laptop. He had Outlook open, beautifully. I set the screencap as his wallpaper, then hid his icons. He thought he’d opened a virus and frozen his computer. Wish I could take credit, but no. It was from [...]
i quit Idol
March 26, 2008 – 9:35 am
Why do I watch this fucking circus?
OK. David Cook: Very cute. Pretty talented. But for the love of pop music, WTF is a dude who cultivates the indie rocker vibe doing on this show? Meh. Chris Daughtry, blah blahdee blah blah. So, in vintage Daughtry fashion last night, he rode high on the “brave reinterpretation” of a song [...]
the first nursing home visit and then a sharp curve into kittenish territory
February 22, 2008 – 9:17 pm
It was not as bad as I’d thought. Aunt Pea told me there was shit smell in the halls and her roommate was a semi-vegetative skeleton, in only slightly more euphemistic language. It is rather hospital-ish, and the food is nauseating. (I tried a rubber tater tot. Tator tot?) The roomie is older and spacier, [...]
i broke down
February 3, 2008 – 12:51 am
And I’m adding teh lolcats to my reader. This has me in an asthmatic spasm of crazy-person guffaws. I has teerz even:
moar funny pictures
Oh thank you Cheezeburger peeps, for now I have little digital feline snark company for when my lame ass boos crash before I am even a little sleepy. And the snuggly small [...]
dingbats + a whole lot too much caffeine = zip-pow!
January 17, 2008 – 4:05 pm
As my surfing for the perfect free font for a tiny, unimportant part of a newsletter has now eaten too much time, I’ll make it productive-ish and link to the cutest dingbats i’ve found.
PR Astro (Eden! Witchiness! Have the coolest digital B.O.S. on the block! Although probably, like me, you have the only Book of Shadows [...]
