Long Time, No Blog

August 24, 2006

Still no computer in the house. A new motherboard is needed. I don’t know when we’ll be back to normal.

Summer is almost over. Sniff, sniff. At least I got somewhat of a tan this year. Still have time to go to the beach a few times.

Want to go to Boston at the end of September. Can’t wait to drink hot chocolate on Harvard Square. If Boston was someplace warmer I’d move in a heartbeat.

On the verge of quitting my job. Tired, cranky, discouraged. Overworked. Time to move on.

Starting school Sep 14th. Yay, me! Very excited….

Addicted to Project Runway… Hot clothes, hot models, homos, drama. Did I mention the clothes? It actually inspired me to hem my pants….. ‘Nuff said.



August 10, 2006

Have you seen the full moon? It’s really, really pretty. Beautiful. It prevents me from sleeping, however. And it’s making me act retarded.

I woke up fine this morning, and I was doing okay up to the point I fell down the fucking stairs. I’m not sure how it happened, I don’t remember. What I do remember is my head clunking down all 7 or 8 stairs, and the vertebrae of my middle back cracking as my butt kept sliding down, until there were no more stairs left. I lay on the floor star-fished and half-naked (are you getting the visual yet?) right in front of Jen’s room (at the bottom of the god-damned stairs), which is where she found me a few seconds later, perturbed by the noise I must have inevitably made. I was hyperventilating, not sure if I should laugh or cry. Oh, it was funny as hell. Painful as hell, too, but funny.

My head feels as if it’s been through a three-day migraine spree. My left butt cheek feels funny, for lack of a better word. I’m sure I’m going to look like a domestic abuse victim once the bruises develop.  And bruise easily I do. I couldn’t call out of work because everyone is on vacation. This is the second time this week I’ve fallen down stairs. WTF? Fucking klutz. I wasn’t even drinking. Then at least I have some excuse. Not very good, but still something.

Blame it on the pretty full moon….


August 8, 2006

My sister’s laptop died. It also happens that my sister’s laptop is my primary connection with the World of Internet. As in, I’m screwed. With so much to write about, too…. Damn. It sucks.

Hot In Here-Part 2

August 1, 2006

Record high temperatures for the rest of the week-up to 110… Air conditioner in showroom still not fixed…. Someone actually passed out on Saturday. Does it ever end?