er. many. I’m going in to the hospital today. I have a CAT scan first, then I’m gonna bust outta there, get a machiatto, and hug a tree. Then admit myself. Pray for me on Friday. I am scared. hit… Continue Reading →
Since I got out of the hospital, I have become very accustomed to smelling myself. My rank armpits’ odor wafting up and hitting my nose. The inevitable ew at my own stink. I decided to stay away from normal deodorant… Continue Reading →
I dig the sunshine. Everyone knows this. But when I turned on NY 1 and realized it was nearing 80 today, I got especially giddy and frisky. Grabbed the dog, met E at the corner. We meant to go to… Continue Reading →
Though I am sure that most of the population would be too embarrassed to admit such a thing, I’ve decided the truth is nothing to be ashamed of because it is the way it is. Went to Hoyt and Schermerhorn… Continue Reading →
Last night started well enough…I had a decent day, got a facial for free from my old place of business, M Spa. I also got them to wax my arms to save myself from the pain of having that plastic… Continue Reading →
to a bunch of people in my email list. Who knew gmail was so frisky and fancy. Creepy only because it comes out of left field for 80% of the people on it. and because I felt creepy sending it—asking… Continue Reading →
Things in my news: My roommate left town for the next three months. He is working in Baton Rouge for FEMA apparently. He left on Sunday with a few days notice…Great for him. For me it means I now live… Continue Reading →
Today I decided to search out new friends on this thing… Usually I don’t do that. In fact, there is probably not one friend I have actively searched out via search parameters.except maybe my friend S…but then again I can’t… Continue Reading →
hahaha. shali is probably most responsible for the fact that I am still here, hoping and filled with expectation. not that everything will be okay because i’m going to work hard to get it, but that everything will be okay… Continue Reading →
To make matters sparkly and nice in my world, I just discovered this fun little issue with my bank: AS IF my health problem and other assorted financial disasters weren’t enough to make me want to jump off of my… Continue Reading →
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