This gif is pretty close to accurate right about now. I had my two remaining wisdom teeth removed on Friday. The other two I had removed about four years ago, in the midst of a crazy work schedule with a ton of traveling, and an immense amount of pain. AND the sadist oral surgeon I […]
Just Keep Swimming, Just Keep Swimming, Just Keep Swimming, Swimming, Swimming…
April 23, 2013 in Filed Under: blah, Emo-tional
It would be awesome if I could get my sh*t together. Wait up, why the asterisk? Fuck it. SHIT. I feel better. But seriously, I feel like I’m swimming and my neck is barely above water. (Just keep swimming, just keep swimming!!) It’s a vicious cycle of getting up in the morning, getting myself ready […]
20SB Blogging Prompt: Loving ME
March 13, 2013 in Filed Under: 20SB, blah, Blogging Shmogging, Emo-tional, ME
I’ve been feeling a little down about myself lately. Part of this is solely because I know I’m not taking care of myself like I should be. I am in desperate need of a manicure, (and in need of a shave, blech), but it seems to come around every so often, this feeling I can’t […]
I’ve lost my {blogging} mojo
October 24, 2011 in Filed Under: blah, Blogging Shmogging, yousuckatlife.com
Seriously, I have no motivation to blog, what so ever. It’s lame. I’m lame. Can someone come blog for me? Is anyone else going through this right now? Blargh. How ’bout this – I’ll tell you what I did on the weekend/what recipe I made/what is going through my mind, and you transcribe it all […]
Things I don’t understand
April 26, 2010 in Filed Under: Birthday, blah, Random Musings, Ranty rants
On at least every subway car I’ve been on I see an ad for the Dunkin Donuts tuna melt sandwich/bagel thing. VOM. I’m sorry, but I don’t understand how anyone can eat that! I know some of you do, and I apologize for the rant, but you take my hatred of tuna fish, and then […]
Soon, I promise!
September 15, 2009 in Filed Under: blah, mid-life crisis
I know I promised the giveaway today, but well, today got the best of me. It was a rotten day at work, I didn’t get home until 8pm, and then had a cry fest with Dave trying to make me feel better. I don’t want to pack for Chicago. The thought of being gone for […]
