Wednesday, January 26, 2011

uhm really?

And how am I not going to read this? I'm thinking this is the perfect Kindle purchase.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

damn is she good

*Symptom Recital:
I do not like my state of mind;
I'm bitter, querulous, unkind.
I hate my legs, I hate my hands,
I do not yearn for lovelier lands.
I dread the dawn's recurrent light;
I hate to go to bed at night.
I snoot at simple, earnest folk.
I cannot take the gentlest joke.
I find no peace in paint or type.
My world is but a lot of tripe.
I'm disillusioned, empty-breasted.
For what I think, I'd be arrested.
I am not sick, I am not well.
My quondam dreams are shot to hell.
My soul is crushed, my spirit sore;
I do not like me any more.
I cavil, quarrel, grumble, grouse.
I ponder on the narrow house.
I shudder at the thought of men....
I'm due to fall in love again.

— Dorothy Parker

* I didn't even intend to copy I don't blog anymore because the Jets abused my pretty pretty NE Patriots Dawn's Poetry Wednesday, it just so serendipitously happened.

Monday, January 10, 2011

lunatic left

When the left can admit that the Fort Hood shooter was Muslim, that Bill Clinton's rhetoric cause the Murrah bombing and that Al Gore's uselessness incited the embassy bombings I'll be willing to hear their opinion on the Tuscon shootings. Until then, really, shut the fcuk up you blathering idiots you're embarrassing yourselves.

*Update* I can't help but wonder; how many people were pissed off about "blood libel" before MSNBC told them to be?

Friday, January 7, 2011

gloria steinem's revenge?

As I emailed Heather this morning, I've got cramps. I've had 'em before and no doubt I'll have 'em again, but these cramps, oh these are something special. Surely my mother bargained with some force of nature to give me cramps so bad I'd beg for 9+ gestating months off. Well I have Percocet. I win. 

I win, that reminds me of an irrelevant clip I always enjoy.  Happy Friday. 

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

if you want to be happy for the rest of your life
(a.k.a. Gloria Steinem's corpse just burst into flames)

or the ancillary 8 hours of your day, let me make a suggestion: work for a man. Not a woman. Because in the words of every man everywhere; 'bitches be crazy' and men are much goddamn easier to work for. There's no subtext, no attitude. Look, I get that nothing is all anything, all women aren't anything other than all women but it's funny how some can fuck it up for many.

Monday, January 3, 2011

In 2010 I:

lost a job
found a job
broke up with a man
started dating a new one
watched my dog have a stroke
watched my dog recover from a stroke (he's pretty much back to normal)
was supported by a great group of friends
got over the friendships that have run their course
became addicted to Angry Birds
became addicted to Words with Friends
learned how to make some killer new dishes
lost and found 7 pounds about 7 times

I'm really curious to see what 2011 has up its sleeve.

What are you looking forward to in 2011?

My Wish List