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December 2, 2008

TTYN is so the best catch-phrase ever!

My office is closed for rennovations for the entire month of December which means we are all working from home for a month.
Which means I ate ice cream for breakfast, lunch and dinner. And conducted two hours of meetings in my pajamas.
The most awesome thing about working from home: watching “Paris Hilton’s My New BFF” [...]

September 26, 2008

I am SUCH a bad blogger!

It’s pretty obvious that when I got paid to write, it wasn’t for a daily newspaper. I’m terrible at managing my time these days and writing has, sadly, taken a backseat.
In light of my mom’s accident and an incredible work schedule (go 60 hour work week!) it feels like everything else in my life has [...]

August 31, 2008

There is no headline for this.

I was all set to blog about Sarah Palin on Friday. And then I got a text — “there’s been an accident please call me” — and had a phone conversation that no one should have to have, ever.
I’m at the airport right now, 1,300 miles has never felt so far. I’ve never felt like [...]

July 23, 2008

Workin’ womyn are sometimes too tired to write

Or even make lists!
My new job is amazing, but also caused me to work for 12.5 hours today. I’m no longer even marginally fun to read.
Tomorrow, I promise to tell you about Dreamboats, but for now, just admire my new banner created by my wonderfully talented friend Josh. He’s helping plan his wedding AND designing [...]

July 18, 2008

My top 5 break-up songs ever

Disclaimer: I am not going through a breakup. But, as my little brother once pointed out, I just fucking love to bum myself out. So, songs about breaking up are kind of my favorite songs
Also, I’m lazy: Today I really wanted to write about how much it sucks that John McCain hates women so much [...]

July 10, 2008

On owning my biggest flaw.

Here is something I am afraid to tell anyone: I’m depressed.
Not sad. Not bummed out. Chronically, majorly, DSM-IV verified depressed. (Or, depending on who you ask, softly bipolar…)
Christ, I think it would be easier to type, “I’m an alcoholic,” or “I’m gay,” or, “I secretly like Maroon 5.”
It makes my stomach churn to say, actually. [...]