Facebook For Thought

When I was a little girl and I went to college in Idaho, I met a guy who WAS Northern Idaho. It was the equivalent of meeting a guy in Portland who has a mustache and rides a bike and has housemates instead of roommates… He Just Was. Snowbank and I came up for a [...]

Conscious Altering Epiphanies

I just read a post about follow-through (or lack thereof) and I had a Brain Shattering Epiphany. Appropriately enough, I didn’t finish the post but I’m sure it was good. I think this BSE planted itself in my head last night when Princess Ballerina asked me to tell her a Steinbeck story. I didn’t feel [...]

Peter Petrelli > Billy Loomis

Originally, for this post, I wanted a picture of Skeet Ulrich. Once I started looking at his greasy hair and snarky face, I realized that I don’t WANT Skeet Ulrich’s greasy snarky picture here. I don’t like him. I don’t like him one bit. Then, for some reason, “Peter Petrelli” came up (I didn’t care [...]

I Want To Tickle Your Belly Button… From The Inside

I am a very uninspired person. No… really. Right now I’m sitting on the couch still fully clothed in my work gear bouncing among facebook, iTunes, pictures of Michael Cera as Francois Dillinger, and other blogs looking for non-obvious prompts and… well… inspiration. Nothing. Just now I was gone from this post for roughly 10 [...]

Long And Strong And Not Getting Any Friction On

I’m starting to get into the habit/ place where blogging feels a little obligatory. Not in a bad way though, but… like… where it’s 1:00, I’ve been hanging out with good-looking boys all day long, and now I just want to go to bed but I have to blog first. but really I just want [...]

I Think I Can, I Think I Can, I Think I Can.

In my infinite old age and limitless wisdom, I have come to realize that I don’t really like dating. Shocker. I know. But after hanging out with Mr. Saturday Night, I think that I realized that it was all because of the expectations that I had unknowingly attached to the “evening”. It might not make [...]

And If A Frog Had Wings He Wouldn’t Bump His Ass When He Hopped…

Ladies and Gentlemen: Pigasus is in the works. Mr. and Mrs. Lucky have a tattoo friend who is in the apprenticeship stage and he’s good. real good. So I decided to jump on this bandwagon and get a new, cheap, tattoo (side note: if you ever call it “ink” or a “tat” I will defriend [...]

… And All I Got Was This Bruised Toe…

I’m not gonna lie: my Duh Muscle is large and in charge. I have a staggering amount of common sense. Pair this with logical hearing, and I’m a virtual tour d’ force. Yesterday, I was involved in My First Accident (like… my first moving accident. *PROUD*)(not really). Without admitting fault, Her Back Bumper and My [...]

HEY! THERE’S SOME HITCHHIKERS! LET’S PICKEM UP!

Once upon a time, before I was nothing more than not even a glimmer in my parents’ eyes, they hitchhiked from Portland to Pocatello. Maybe it was from San Diego to Portland to Pocatello. And maybe it was just my dad. I don’t exactly remember how the story goes and there’s not much TO the [...]

I Can Feel My Super-Concentration-Seemingly-Angry Face But I Can’t Make It Stop

Well… Here I am… Back at Heart. I had the intention of coming here and getting started on some writing. There’s no way I could read here and actually enjoy myself… I need to be comfy and womb-ish when I read and sitting in this little school desk style chair is most certainly not womb [...]