Boo! Are you horrified? Do I do that every year? I think I do. The point is, it's St. Patrick's Day and we're all getting ready to cut turkey with our families and spin a dreidel. Speaking of which... I guess Jewish kids were sick of getting the shaft, AGAIN, when it comes to their … Continue reading Extra-spooky Freaky Friday because it’s Easter. Or something.
For breakfast, I'm having Ned's pumpkin flax granola with plain yogurt. Who the hell have I become? Speaking of pumpkins and Ned, yesterday we schlepped out after work and be-pumpkined ourselves. "Go pose by the scarecrow," I said to Ned, and really, he should take that to a comedy club. We each got a big … Continue reading Stabbing and raping pumpkins is a really weird tradition, if you mull it over any
I'm in the "office," aka my girl room, and I just heard Ned get out of the shower. I know all you pervs who can't get off Ned want that detail, so there it is. Actually, now I'M thinking of Ned just getting out of the shower. Twitterpated. I'm still hunched over a laptop, because … Continue reading Political June. Speaking of which, if Kay Hagan bugs me one more time I’m voting for that Republican.
What's sad is I can't actually see from my head to my lap, so for all I know I'm typing "puppies are assholes" right now. "Grandmas suck." So, last night Ned saved my life, which was considerate of him. For the last year or so, my throat feels close-uppy, and I keep thinking it's just … Continue reading June blogs from her laptop. Not literally. My thighs don’t have a keyboard embedded.
Well, now my keyboard has stopped working altogether. Previous to this it just wouldn't type a capital U, or even a small U unless I pressed it 50 times. Am annoyed. I guess I'll have to get that fixed before I can type you in depth. Ned and I had a very busy weekend in … Continue reading June blogs from her phone
Ned's mom will be here soon, so tomorrow I will write you about what we did all weekend, but I did wanna tell you about the creepy guy next door. This neighborhood is pretty nice, and the houses are all from the 1920s and well-kept, except, of course, for the place next door. My gaylord, … Continue reading The one where June offends everyone
Poochie and I were looking at the local animal shelter's Facebook page, because for us that's porn. This particular Facebook page has, like, professional head shots of all the dogs and cats, and we were window shopping, as it were, because one thing either of us needs is more pets. Although technically, Poochie has just … Continue reading Meet the new boss. Same as the old boss.
Ned is back--yay!!--from his work trip, and I like how I went from being someone who lived alone for three and a half years to being scared at night without him in only three weeks. When I got home, he was already there, and he had flowers for me and he is a nice boy. … Continue reading All work and no play make June a dull girl
I have a pre-aura right now, which is a migraine thing, and what it means is the screen in front of me is barely visible and what I see instead is a bunch of wiggly lines, kind of like static on a TV. Soon no one will remember static on a TV. The point is, … Continue reading Static
I had a migraine yesterday, and also I hate everything. There was a wall? In my hallway? At my old house, the one I own? And I noticed the baseboards were all of a sudden a little, oh, squishy, and I figured well, that wall is on the other side of my shower. My tenants … Continue reading The one where June hates everything
If you had the world's cutest roommate, you wouldn't blog, either. Besides, it was an adventure-packed weekend, although not in an Indiana Jones kind of a way. On Friday, after outrunning a large boulder, I joined about 17 of the Alexes at a happy hour after work. I guess the part where I said it … Continue reading The one where June gets right to the point
I'm running late of course again today, and really Nedding takes up a lot of my time. It's my new hobby. It's not a bad hobby as those things go, but I feel like knitting would not distract me till after 8:00 in the morning. At any rate, here it is Friday and I remembered … Continue reading Inch-of-my-life Freaky Friday
Ned and I went to Winston-Salem last night and saw a band play. This guy I briefly dated, who I've stayed friends with, was there, and put us on the list like we're important. The point is, I stayed out too late and we slept in. It was good to see that guy, and before … Continue reading Yeah, no
I just paid off my car. Just now. Eight seconds ago. And I was so excited to do it, then of course the computer was crawling and it took forever. I like how I've gone, in the last five years, from being able to get on my computer and pay a bill with no stamp … Continue reading As perfectly as possible
I HATE the new bathroom rug, in case you've been mulling it over during your tea time. "I wonder how June's liking that new bathroom rug?" Answer: I do not. It's too fluffy and it never gets dry, which someone here told me was the problem with that rug. It's like you're stepping onto the … Continue reading Quandries
Other than the sad state of my urinary tract, living with Ned has been pretty delightful. In the morning, he is my alarm, as he gets up before I do, and by the time he wakes me, the pets have been fed, the dogs have been let out, and he makes coffee. I like little … Continue reading The one where nothing’s ready
I found two CDs with my initials on them, and seeing as I haven't released a CD in ages, and should really get on that live album, I was intrigued. It was a whole mess of pictures from five or six years ago, that were on my old computer, the one I punched. Marvin must … Continue reading I’ve been looking so long at these pictures of you. And your minty rope.
I keep forgetting to tell you something cool. You know my coworker, who when I talk about her on this blog I call Fleeta, and I came up with that name using the random name generator? And we were all, Fleeta. Pfft. Yeah, there's a name. Remember that? Fleeta. Well, recently our pal Fleet (that's … Continue reading Freaky Fleeta Friday
I only have 10 minutes while my root dye sets in--I'm trying to do things like my own roots to save money since this move. Although we'll be RICH soon, because we're saving so much living here together, at first I have laid out what the official money people call a shitload of cash. I … Continue reading June brings good things to life