October 2010
84 posts
Proof I am an old lady...
You know those Halloween candies that are basically little waxy balls of peanut butter wrapped in orange or black waxed paper? I love those things.
Listen here, you filthy old man...
Okay, blog, I’m gonna yell at you the way I wish I’d just yelled at a coworker. Don’t take it personally—I just need to get this out of my system so I don’t pay the bullshit forward, okay? Ready? Let’s go…
Listen here, you bald, smelly, lowly old fuck of a human being. I told you that our boss—the person who has the power to fire both of...
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Sometimes I love my jobby job.
At work today, I met Marc Price, aka Skippy from Family Ties. A small-c celebrity, but a celebrity, nonetheless.
True story. I will post photographic evidence later.
5 Year Old Selling His Art to Pay For His Chemo! →
meganconley:
Just heard about this from a Tweet.
I’m buying the purple monster!!
I think I am buying one of the clown faces.
Kentucky Stomper Wants An Apology From Woman He... →
That’s it. I’ve had enough of the human race and cannot take anymore. With the waves on Lake Superior being high as fuck today, there’s no way I will withstand the undertow for more than a few minutes. I’m off to load my pockets up with heavy rocks and go out in the style of The Awakening.
Flaming hatred.
(via mudwerks)
Tim Profitt — the former Rand Paul volunteer who...
Everyone does better when EVERYONE does better.
– Senator Paul Wellstone
Those who are too smart to engage in politics are punished by being governed by...
– Plato
The reason voting tea party is bad choice--a...
In human nature, one’s greed will almost always outweigh the desire to help one’s neighbor. Human beings are self-serving pricks at their very core, and they will not take too many steps to benefit those around them if it means inconveniencing them, or worse yet, costing them money. This is why we cannot really trust CEOs to “manage their own business’s money” without...
Things to do this weekend: A list...
1. Work on my illustration for the Ink Alphabet Art Show. My assignment: “A Troll being shot with Tranquilizer Darts by Tanya Tucker”. Or something like that. I suppose I had better look to make sure before I fuck up and draw the wrong people/things/actions.
2. Work on the sweet wallet I’m making for P-tits. It’s taking way longer than I’d hoped, due to the fact...
Two big problems...
When you have gigantic boobs, are just over 5 feet tall, and are shaped like the number 8, there is absolutely nothing more frustrating than trying to find career-clothes. I spent hours searching for one goddamned jacket that fit correctly and came home empty-handed.
Also, jeggings are disgusting.
So crabby now. So, so crabby. I hate boobs.
I must be tired...
I keep thinking it might be cool to wear a scarf and a brooch over my hair in the style of Little Edie.
And hey, she may have been nutty, but she sure was gorgeous.
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Get to know me a little better...
Here’s a short list of random, useless facts about this blogger:
1. I love doing laundry. I don’t know why, but there’s something absolutely therapeutic to me about washing, drying, and folding clothes. It’s the only chore I don’t absolutely detest. And don’t even get me started on stain removal.
2. I dig the smell of my own B.O. I realize others probably...
Info I don't care to try and interpret...
Last night, my father all but admitted to me that he intends to off himself if he ever gets so old that dementia begins to set in and his independence is taken from him.
He is only 58, so it’s not an immediate threat, but what a chunk of uncomfortable meat to swallow that little bit of info was.
And frankly, I wouldn’t begin to stop him if that’s what he wanted. I...