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This is what it sounds like when dorks cry
Man, this month man. It’s trying to get me or something. Nothing bad, just tiring. Anyway, imagine my surprise to see so many emails from people who would like letters! Yay! I have my work cut out for me. Some of you will get stories because I don’t know you cousin Harvey or to ask about your iguana ranch, I’m sorry. You know what, I don’t care about the timing and that I am behind. I’ll write in March too. I don’t care. I’m honey badgering this internet. I love writing letters. I had a love affair once that involved weekly letters for months.
Last night I dreamt that in the ALA magazine there was a blind item about me and I was delighted because it was 80% accurate and 100% whorey. I really think they should hire a gossip columnist for the ALA magazine.
Back to my natural color. Just in time for VD Day.
Hello Monday hello you can get fucked.
Meowy Sporkmas
SOME COMEDIAN came by and hung another rubber chicken in my sad sack Charlie Brown Xmas tree.
It was probably Moonpants, but I hope I never find out, really. Also hoping my tree becomes a rubber chicken magnet.
The Best Thing From IRC Lately
[06:16] <Man X> The only joy I get out of plate bikinis is the amount of pearls Man Y clutches when he sees me in game.
[06:16] <Man X> It’s so cute when he gets the vapors.
GOD I’M USELESS
I mean, more than usual. Stupid sexy summer! I went apple u-picking today. My weekends are crammed like (bad gangbang joke TBA)
SWEATING NOW UNGH. You enjoying the butt end of summer? I literally run out of time every single day. STRESSED! INCOMPLETE SENTENCES! ILU!
ETA:
So Feeling This Today
I need to get back into the groove of having a desk job and writing words for fun. IT’S COMING, OK.
Appearing on my telephone pole tomorrow
“I’m Not a Businessman, I’m a BUSINESS, MAN”
New “business” cards for all my serious fucking business (internet). This is also the perfect time for me to say that all my words look dumber with this new WP font post upgrade on the dashboard side. I hope it’s not called “Self-Awareness.” (Thank you my IT person who upgraded it and Wafflecat.)
Moar writing tomorrow!! In the meantime, I’ve got some business cards to handcut crookedly. Stick it in your ear, MOO cards.
Meet a Giant Fish
And NOW it’s done.
And now I am also sad, my current year-long work contract has been terminated. I really enjoyed this one. It was a business decision…they cut down from 13 to one taxonomist in the past four months. It was a good run, and now off I go to look for more work. I think I’m going to wait until mid-August to start, since I am going to San Diego for Blogher in early August and I have an eagerly-anticipated houseguest in the second/third week.
Thrill Crazy! Kill Crazy!
I am having my monthly cuntular vomiting process (you thought I was going to say something twee about “Aunt Flo,” didn’t you?) for the first time in three years. I’m going to yoga, which should help. If I’m in eagle pose, though, and my menstrual cup flies out and hits someone in their damn third eye, then I’m changing my name and moving to Renton.