In which I wore a coat to work this morning. RIP, summer. That huge tree in the neighbor’s yard has begun dropping horse chestnuts into the alley by the bushel, it’s darker earlier every night, and we had our equinox on Saturday: it must be fall. I really need to get some working lights on […]
In which the e-BF is now the LDBF (long distance boyfriend). I’m sure I cannot express to you how much fun I had with LDBF this weekend, but I’m’a try. Thursday I left work at one and caught a cab to ALW. Was nervous as fuck. Sat in the lobby and waited for his plane […]
In which there are essentially four aspects to my life these days: gigging, the e-BF, wine, and my awesome day job. My uncle Dangerous is in town. Yesterday afternoon I got abducted by him and my aunt and my brother and two dogs and mercilessly dragged to Marcy’s for “lunch,” which was in actual fact […]
In which I talk about really old stuff. The fact that I’m still wasting processor cycles on this pisses me off. I shouldn’t care. I don’t care. I couldn’t care less. But. When I left my husband, I moved into town and my good friend AmmZon let me live with her. She even let me […]
I don’t like TV. There are shows on TV that I enjoy, yes, but overall TV is crass and evil and fills your head with shit. It is a waste of time. While I’ve been known to veg in front of the glass teat myself, it’s a diversion for me and not a lifestyle. TV makes you complacent, stupid, and greedy, and while it does so it systematically makes you think you’re cleverer than you really are while simultaneously undermining your self-confidence. Fuck TV. People who watch too much TV are voluntarily crippling themselves.
Hello! Apparently I no longer have your phone number. For that reason I’m resorting to sending you an old-fashioned letter, because I need to go over a few things with you.
In which I feel a little stupid. On my wedding day, my mother said, “He’ll make a good first husband.” I scowled at her before I laughed, but she was, of course, totally right. He did make a good first husband. Our breakup has been so smooth, really, considering how terribly it could have gone. […]
In which I’m quite recovered from my melancholy. I’ve known for awhile that The Ex has himself a new squeeze, though folks have been trying to hide it from me. (No need to, I’m glad to hear it.) I’ve put a few clues together from various things I was told at the party and things […]
In which there’s a state of the union. I remember thinking last year that my content would get really good because of my change in status. A marriage ending! Then, the dating! Moving! Starting over! Self-discovery! Introspection! I thought I’d have a lot of material. But because everyone I know reads my blog, I left […]
In which I’m SO GLAD I’m not still with the man. When I got home from work this evening, The Ex was sitting at the laptop in the living room. Truck was in the bathroom with the door open doing something with his face, and AmmZon was standing around. The Ex was bitching because he […]
