December 2011
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The family dog
got too rowdy when we were playing and pretty much tried to maul me (as much mauling as a teensy dog can do, anyway) and Selma got angry and growled and moved him out of the way.
And it’s only just occurring to me how long it’s been since I let anybody fight for me.
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A Rant About New Years
I can’t even put into words how much I hate New Years. Can’t even. Every year I kick myself for not finding somebody who actually has plans and asking if I can please babysit their children because I don’t even want to bother. In the movies it’s such a special day. Sally is alone at a party and Harry sprints through New York City in his sweats just so he can get to her...
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My expectations are impossible
For anyone to ever ever meet so as a result everyone gets hurt.
In another news I went nuts and dyed my hair.
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The Help
Began reading at 3 pm, finished reading at 1:45 am. Watched TV and ate dinner somewhere in there.
Exhausted, and all geared up for the Civil Rights Movement and wishing there was some sort of peaceful protest in which I could take part, but I realize I am about fifty years too late to join in the struggles of these particular women.
Also, they’re fictional characters, which bums me...
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On Travel
It just occurred to me how I always assume I’ll travel. I have a mild interest in visiting Paris, and I think it’s because I’ve always believed that I’ll get there at some point or something. As though it’s a given that of course, Erika, yes, you will go to Paris.
But when? With whom? What if I don’t?
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