it's a convoluted mess
On Saturday, July 10th, I’ll be at my parents’ house surrounded by family and friends celebrating my marriage to the man I plan to spend the rest of my life with. My husband. My soulmate. My saving grace. My Robert. It’s been over nine months since we actually got married and I still have a hard time wrapping my brain around the fact that I’m MARRIED. Holy crap. How the hell did that happen? Three… Keep reading…I try and comprehend you but…
I’m short. I always have been. I’m 4′ 11.5″ tall and I’ve grown a grand total of an inch and a half since I was twelve years old. Now I’m thirty years old. (Holy crap, I’m THIRTY.) I never even hit the five foot mark. But hey, I’m tall for my height. I started to pack on weight around age ten. And kept gaining. By junior high I was wearing a size 14. By high… Keep reading…Weighty…
Copying and pasting from other blog/website pipe dreams totally counts as progress so shut up. If it somehow resembles a coherent dialogue, I’M KEEPING IT. Even if it’s old, out-dated, has no relevance to anything around it, whatever. That’s why this is my pipe dream. Have I mentioned recently that Vyvanse makes me all flail-y and high? I have—just likely not in this space. Yet. Vyvanse is an amphetamine and it’s kind of worthless for… Keep reading…Hey look, a current blog post!
CG Love Affair… R: Will I lose approval if I don’t bring Alistair along? S: Mmm… minus 25. R: Damn. I guess you won’t be coming back to my tent tonight. — R: I don’t see what people were complaining about. This is more of a challenging puzzle than anything. S: I think the worst part about it is being alone. You don’t get Alistair’s snarky commentary the whole time. R: Yes. But I’m not… Keep reading…Conversations in Geek Love [the Dragon Age files]
Full Moon… S: What should I take a picture of today? R: You can take a picture of my ass. S: You want me to post a picture of your ass on my blog? R: Why not? Who looks at your blog anyway? S: This is true. R: I only need to worry about things like that if I run for office. — Because I said so… S: “Do not use [Purell] in the eyes.”… Keep reading…Converstaions in Geek Love [part one]
If I had clue one about what the hell I’m doing when it comes to designing this freaking website, it wouldn’t be so bloody difficult to pick a given blogging client and plunk the code for the various components into my template and be done with it. Problem is, I don’t actually know what the hell I’m doing. I’ve long said I’m really only a wannabe computer geek. I can fake it like the best… Keep reading…back-dated 05/02/09: this is me being unproductive…