Excuse me while I’m deliberately vague. I have been wanting to write a blog post all week that included the words “fuck you” in the title, with a further reference to a certain someone who shall remain nameless, but it just feels like publicly acknowledging my frustration, anger, and sheer pissed-off-ness at said person would …
a very energetic bunch
Let me paint a picture for you: I’m sitting in my dad’s big recliner in my parents’ living room, writing on my laptop. My mom is in her office working (of course). My dad’s sitting in the other recliner, reading the paper. On my right is my brother, on the couch, on his laptop. In …
road trip reflections
In the car tonight, particularly after the sun went down, I cued up some of my favorite music, turned the stereo WAY up, and commenced with my usual solo-road-trip serenade. The music I chose tonight spoke to me in a way it doesn’t always, though — from Natasha Bedingfield telling me that today is where …
when you don’t know who to talk to…
… why not blog? Of course, there are tons of reasons not to blog, chief among them that you may not want the world to have access to your random thoughts. I know I don’t, generally. And yet, I have this ball of energy that has been with me all day and needs to go …
apparently, I’m a little more extreme than I care to admit
After hearing about this from a little bird, I took the Center for American Progress’s how progressive are you? quiz. Turns out, I’m way above average — my score was 317, while the average American scores 209.5. Damn. I really do feel moderate. Really.
nobody will understand.
Even though I’m a pacifist at heart and generally wish no harm upon any human being, and even though I recognize this is a fleeting emotion whose target is sorely misplaced, I can’t help it. I seriously want to hunt the DL down and exact slow, painful, soul-crushing torture by way of revenge for all …
here’s why my brother rocks
As I was chatting with my brother today, getting progressively more irritated at something utterly out of my control, he sent me the link to this photo, which was perfect, because it shook me out of my getting progressively more pissed off and made me laugh out loud. Drama Llama
“The Real Thing”
I’ve been wanting to see a Tom Stoppard play staged live for years and years, since I first read the play in 1999 or 2000 (ish). And I just found out that it’s playing here in Vancouver tonight… so, yes! I’m totally going to go see it! 🙂 Hooray!
more pics from Vancouver
From Vancouver 2009 A few tidbits about my day today. I went to a couple of conference panels this morning, one of which was fascinating, and then headed out for Greek for lunch with friends from UT-Dallas. We found another amazing restaurant (so far, Vancouver is 3/3 on excellent meals!) and ate WAY TOO MUCH …