p.s. Not only is he smart, he's also a good kisser.
Showing posts with label me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label me. Show all posts
December 8, 2008
Watch My Senior Prom Date On Jeopardy! This Thursday, Bitches!
The closest I shall ever get to Alex Trebek because of that nasty restraining order, for sure.
October 12, 2008
22: What A Great Birthday It Was. Even People Magazine Remembered.
People was kind enough to indulge my obsession for The Long Island Lolita and All Things Buttafucco on my 22nd birthday. Kind enough to remember that Mary Jo's gimpy paralyzed face was the image that I was going to use in my Christmas cards for that year.
Memories.
August 1, 2008
Bellyaching
My stomach really, really hurts.
Nothing makes it feel better.
Not hot water bottles, not peppermint tea, not fresh papaya, not Maalox, not yoga.
Hurting takes a lot of energy!
I'm exhausted.
I also have been crying off and on all day; partly because I hurt so much, partly because I am stressed out about some stuff, and partly because I am so stressed about hurting so much.
I wish that my tears were a torrent, not a trickle.
These little fits and starts of drizzle accomplish nothing.
I don't think I can muster up a soul-cleansing, stomach-relieving cry.
Stupid Lexapro.
Not even this picture cheers me up.
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July 19, 2008
Get Glowing!
When you don't have time to apply self-tanner, use this marvelous lotion. Or even better yet, add it to your favorite shea butter moisturizer. Used alone or in a combination, Smashbox Body Lights in Glowing imparts a subtle warm sun-kissed sheen without shimmer. Perfect for hot summer Saturday night dates.
July 11, 2008
Count Your Blessings
When I'm worried and I can't sleep
I count my blessings instead of sheep
And I fall asleep
Counting my blessings
When my bankroll is getting small
I think of when I had none at all
And I fall asleep
Counting my blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If you're worried and you can't sleep
Just count your blessings instead of sheep
And you'll fall asleep
Counting your blessings
I count my blessings instead of sheep
And I fall asleep
Counting my blessings
When my bankroll is getting small
I think of when I had none at all
And I fall asleep
Counting my blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If you're worried and you can't sleep
Just count your blessings instead of sheep
And you'll fall asleep
Counting your blessings
Irving Berlin
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