Friday, June 27, 2008
Chronicle Movie Review
Thursday, June 26, 2008
My horoscope
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
To the one whom I cast aside in favor of another
lunching with friends on the hard concrete steps,
I see you out of the corner of my eye
and I'm reminded of a time
long past, but quickly refreshed.
Did you know?
He and and I were in love,
maybe unconsciously then, but outwardly
and abundantly later.
You had hurt in your eyes
and I, admittedly, was blind in my approach.
But, it was worth it, don't you think?
You have her and I have memories.
I think I catch your glimpse as I pass,
could be mistaken,
might not even be you,
but I flutter inwardly, regardless, at the thought.
-October 7, 2001
Thursday, June 12, 2008
More mental decorating...
Forwarded from a Friend
Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man, who's not a creep,
One who's handsome, smart and strong.
One who loves to listen long,
One who thinks before he speaks,
One who'll call, not wait for weeks.
I pray he's gainfully employed,
When I spend his cash, won't be annoyed.
Pulls out my chair and opens my door.
Massages my back and begs to do more.
Oh! Send me a man who'll make love to my mind,
Knows what to answer to 'how big is my behind?'
I pray that this man will love me to no end,
And always be my very best friend.
A MAN'S POEM:
I pray for a deaf-mute gymnast nymphomaniac with huge boobs
The End
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Monday, June 09, 2008
Home decorating

Furnishing an apartment is expensive, especially when I'm in love with things like this lamp and this mirror. And I'm moving in with zero furniture or housewares. Fun times shopping, but definitely not cheap!
Also, I'm obsessed with wood, faux bois style, and natural materials right now. Maybe it's because of the wood decorating feature in the latest issue of Martha Stewart Living, but I'm loving it.
More shops
Shopping Mall
Over the last few months, I've accumulated a short list of online boutiques that sell the cutest stuff. So, in the interest of generosity and keeping these wonderful e-tailers open, I thought I'd share the links.
www.shopmodi.com (love the Mr. P tape dispenser!)
http://rarebirdfinds.typepad.com/rare_bird_finds/ - they profile other online shops and hunt out the best stuff
www.kikkerlandshop.com/ (I'm all about the little campfire votive holder)
www.etsy.com - this is the motherlode for all sorts of handmade goodies by individual sellers
http://threepotatofourshop.com (the birds and nests dessert plates are calling my name)
www.blueribbongeneralstore.net - I love 5 and dimes. Seriously, I could spend days in a well appointed Ace Hardware. So, of course I love this stuff!
www.rightbrainterrain.com (I'm so getting the peace poster)
And, yes, this is how I spend my lunch hours - window shopping through my computer screen. :)
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
another note to private
(Because this is cheaper than therapy.)
I don't know what to do with the fact that you emailed me. I responded, but in an intentionally dull, disinterested way. In a way meant to hide the fact that every one of my brain cells were pinging wildly around in my head. And that my heart was racing and that I wanted to vomit a little from all the nerves. Four months of blowing me off and now you decide to get in touch with a little howdy do?? If the phrase WTF was ever meant for something, it's this. WTF. Where have you been? What are you doing? Why are you getting in touch now? Why not four months ago when I was ready to lay it all out. Perhaps that's the biggest question. Why *are* you getting in touch? What are your intentions? Do you even think about stuff like that? Was it just a fleeting moment of nostalgia? The ice cream and old pictures get you thinking, "Oh yeah...her."? I cried (briefly) last night just from the clouds in my head. It's the first time I've done that in four months. WTF. You've got me thinking, but I don't know what to do with it.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Free Will Astrology by Rob Brezsny
a note to private
Couldn't decide whether or not to call you on your birthday. Apparently, not calling got your attention more than calling would have. Let's just say, my tidy little dim sum lunch has been forgotten. That was not the email I was expecting to see when I came in. Call me floored. Now what to do with all this shu mai?
revolving closet
Finally fitting back into my skinny jeans....which, incidentally, used to be my fat jeans. In other words, my closet is a revolving door.