This is what I'm afraid my blog will turn into someday. This is (obviously) from Chuck Shepherd's "News of the Weird" Chuck Shepherd's News of the Weird (.860) WEEK OF AUGUST 1, 2004 (NOTE: Chuck Shepherd appeared to be getting too close to his subject matter and thus needs about three more weeks off. Before he left, he picked out
I should have thrown my own feces at her! I check your blog often too. Sometimes I hear the crushing weight of depression in your blog, although you always try and sound upbeat. I think everyone in Hollywood just needs to get the hell out of your way!
I wonder how much society is retarded by the laughing jackasses, and the empty-minded belittlers? -Robert A. Heinlein “Have Space Suit Will Travel” I have worked with, and work with now, people who could be described as empty-minded belittlers. I can tell you that these people do retard society, as suggested by Heinlein. This type of person
I feel like Georgia 12 point today, so there. I have been neglecting my blog, so I thought I'd sum up my week for you. Totally stressed about the house. Managed to convince myself that the deal was going to fall through, so close to completion. We did hear back from our agent yesterday, finally, who told us that the appraiser was physically at our house yes
Dear Daddy, Mommy ate all of your candy and left the half-chewed pieces ground into the carpet, all sticky and gross. Apparently she didn't know they were super sour candies and didn't like them. Now we feel sick - I mean, uh, MOMMY feels sick. Yeah, that's it. Anyway, we'll work off the $5 we - Mommy! - owes you by being cute. Love, <
Thanks for your comments! Actually, I've read Atlas Shrugged several times and I agree with your take on it. It's always a good read, if only to make you feel like you are not alone in the world. I also have a button that I pull out whenever I'm feeling particularly snotty about incompetence around me: "I think, therefore I am...overqualified" Usually that's when I start screwing things up, but I try!
I told my friend I'd write a new blog when I have something new to say, and lo and behold I have something new to say. Or rather, I'm going to say something I've said before, just with new dates. Still on hold with the house. I was under the impression that we had already gotten the appraisal but we haven't. Why haven't we, an astute reader might a
Today we got yet another call informing us of still more delays in the closing of our house. This house has caused us so much heartache; I really begin to wish I had burned it down when the notion first occurred to me. The closing was delayed last time because the buyer "forgot" to get an appraisal. Ok. This time it has been delayed because the appraiser wen
Today is the 4th of July and it is raining like mad. Or at least it seems like mad to me, a person from California where it rains only once every three months until monsoon season and then it floods. Paul and I finally found the perfect house for us. It is a development on a lake where the homes are very unusual. They aren’t really THAT unusual I suppose,
Today our house was supposed to close Escrow (the one we are selling), but last night I got a call from our real estate agent. It seems they forgot to get an appraisal. How does one forget such a thing? Isn't that an integral part of buying or selling a home? At first it didn't bother me, but now it does. It may take up to two weeks longer. AND we have to pay t
Last night I dreamed that I was a robot. I had been purchased as a nanny for a family with 6 children: 1 boy and 5 girls, can you imagine? It was very detailed and went through my whole life with them until the kids grew up and my model was obsolete and I was put out on the streets and spent some time being very lonely until I met up with some other robots and we all
Well, I am feeling better. I have a job now, and in spite of the initial trauma this caused (because I am neurotic) I think it will be a good thing. And it gets me out of the house, which I really needed to do. I plan to join a gym soon, and buy some sessions with a personal trainer. We'll see how this works out. The bigger, better news is that I have decide
I have a job interview tomorrow. For some reason when the phone rang I felt a terrible sense of dread: I knew it was someone calling to set up an interview. What's wrong with me? I need a job. Naturally, it was a job I had applied for that listed "Video editor" as the entire description. No company name, no information at all. When they called today I got a
Ok, so after I wrote my little rant about how the houses that are being built today are all ugly boxes, I got locked out of my house. I took the dogs out for a walk, and didn't bring my key because my husband was home, and we were planning on going out together later, so I knew he wouldn't leave. And then his work called him with some emergency while I was o
I am quite aware that I am very privileged to live in this country, and to be one of those fortunate people who are not terribly poor and living on the streets. Indeed, I have an apartment, a relatively nice if boring car, and just today I purchased a double scoop of peanut butter cup ice cream in a waffle cone just for the sheer enjoyment of it. I am aware that I am
Ok, so I went to our storage unit today to drop off the last load of boxes. Making a left turn in Michigan is almost more annoying than trying to make a left in Downtown LA during rush hour. "They" - whoever they are - have decided in their little pointy heads that they can't just allow anyone to make a left turn when they want to. To make a left turn you are
Ok, I've been in Michigan for a little over a week now, and I must say my allergies are worse than they have ever been. My hands tremble constantly with the desire to scratch my eyes out. My eyes are red, swollen, and leaking fluid that I can only hope is tears. I am in constant pain - yes, actual pain in my eyes. Not to mention my constantly running nose and m
Today is June 7th, and I have lived in Michigan now for just over a week. Why haven't I found a job yet?? Ok, get a grip...I have applied for all of two jobs. At least one is probably out of my range of experience. Sometimes I wonder about that silly MFA I have. I think it has made me overqualified for some jobs, underqualified for others (I lack experience) and just
Paul and I packed up the truck and left California for Michigan on Wednesday, May 26. We were towing a U-Haul trailer, and had Annie and Bear (our 2 dogs) in the back of the truck. We purchaseda camper shell just especially for them and this trip. That's love I tell you. They didn't seem to particularly care for the ride, but there was not one instance of vomiting th
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