It’s Raining, It’s Pouring
It’s totally raining outside the window at work. Hopefully it will let up before I have to walk out the door in thirty minutes. Oh crap, did I shut my sky roof? Yes, apparently I did. Well that was my...
View ArticleMartha Stewart, I am not
“I hate housework. You make the beds, you wash the dishes and six months later you have to start all over again.” -Joan Rivers I might be having company tonight, so I cleaned the house. Hear that...
View ArticleDeath of a Sales…woman
I spent the weekend down in Houston with some old friends from highschool, two of which are getting married this summer, one of whom’s bridal shower prompted the trip. The third friend is one I haven’t...
View ArticleFear
I can only recall one time in my life in which I’ve experienced truly paralyzing, spine-tingling fear – the kind that breaches the emotional realm and becomes physical*. In high school I dated a Mormon...
View ArticleIdentity
Every once in a while…probably once every year or two… I go through this “nostalgic” phase. It makes me want to get in touch with all the people I knew in high school and see where various people have...
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