Here's a toast

3/30/10 7:50 PM

I've had my moments of childish fits, of teenage rebellion, of know-it-all comments. I’ve had bad days, bad weeks, and after looking at photographic evidence from when I was thirteen, I now have quantifiable proof that I’ve even had bad years. I’ve told stupid lies, I’ve broken expensive things, and I’ve made some moderately significant mistakes. And yet my parents never dropped me off at some obscure hospital in Nebraska, only to drive off into distant cornfields without their pain-in-the-ass first-born. It's fair to say I never fully appreciated my irreplaceable parental units until I found myself without them. Of course I miss my mom's delightful cooking and her awe-inspiring laundry expertise, but mostly I miss drinking tea... 2 comments

Kwik Therapy

3/25/10 1:52 PM

I think it has all officially hit the fan. My increasingly long to-do list does more harm than good, due to the fact that looking at it makes me want to return the blissful days of mud pies and pull-ups. There was a time when fractions frustrated me, a time when midnight was late, a time when my skin had a bronze glow instead the eerie pale that is the unfortunate result of so many hours in front of the computer. However, despite the despair I feel, and the dismal outlook at the moment, there is a bright side to my life: impromptu nighttime escapades to The Kwik. The chill of the darkness gives me a pleasant burst of giddiness every time, and the knowledge that in the shadows, an unknown hairy, evil something or other may or may not be lurking is rather thrilling. But regardless of...

Facebook notes = therapy

3/11/10 2:26 PM

So I was tagged in this note on Facebook and the "rule" was that in turn, you had to write a note of your own with 25 things about yourself, and then tag people you wanted to know more about. I caved. Although I only went along with it because I was in a state of procrastination, it was kind of therapeutic.  To three people who read my blog, this is me. 1. I watch war movies when I’m angry with the male population…seeing man after man getting blown up, shot, and/or impaled really does something for me in those moments. 2. I really wish I had a better relationship with my grandparents before they died. I missed out on two amazing people. I guess I was too young to understand how little time I had but that stands as one of the greatest regrets of my life. ... 3 comments

IT'S ALIVE!!

3/2/10 4:05 PM

I truly have gravity defying hair. After 18 years living with this curly, frizzy mane, I’m often convinced that it is, in fact, alive. As proof of that, my best friend Alex can tell you about the morning that I found a dead June bug in my long locks from the night before. My hair killed it. Sometimes I’ll even wake up in the morning with it completely covering my face, threatening my life. I’m onto your scheming, oh hair of mine. There are many points in my life when I have found someone who identifies with my situation. Madoosa. Pre-princess Anne Hathaway. Mufasa. I have not, however, found anyone who can tell me exactly how to tame the beast. I’ve tried every hair product on the market like a celebrity-obsessed woman tries every weight loss program. I’m... 1 comment