Do you know what annoys me? Everyone gasped just now. She's usually so happy-go-lucky! Actually, that phrase annoys me too. What the fuck does that even mean? What annoys me is my coffee can be a crapshoot. Heck, I made it too strong today. Or, what the hell, did I just wave the idea of… Continue reading June kvetches
I posted last night--I gave some aptitude tests to Lottie that I shared on film. Yes, you really ARE welcome. Scroll down to see. But I gathered you all here today to hear about my severe eye injury. I was walking with my coworker Austin yesterday, through the park. Usually a big group of us… Continue reading Everyone’s a comedian
9:31 p.m. The problem is, I get cockamamie ideas. I decided to give Lottie a puppy aptitude test tonight (Google fucking "Puppy Aptitude Test"), kind of a personality test, to see if she will grow up to be psycho. In the test, they offer a series of activities to see how your pup--or, oh, spawn… Continue reading June gives Lottie an aptitude test. Films it. Blogs it. Oh, June. How dull you are.
I have to get to work early, and I won't be able to post at all tomorrow. I have to go early to the car place and get my headlight and taillight replaced. Yes, both are out. On two different sides. In a week or so, it won't be so berserk at work, possibly. My… Continue reading Secret day
7:28 a.m. I am currently drinking coffee--what addiction?--out of my Mr. Tea mug that Marty and Kaye got me some years back, that remains one of my favorites. Do you have favorite mugs? Do you wait till it's that mug's turn in the cupboard, or do you reach for it first if it's clean? I… Continue reading I pity the Blu
BOOM! That's what woke me up today. Lottie did her usual crying to get out of her crate at 6:30, and I was half-asleep when I took her out, fed her, then slammed my damn bedroom door so I could sleep JUST A LITTLE GODDAMN LONGER, PLEASE GOD. And I did sleep, knowing full well… Continue reading Cracked
I had a dream that I was helping Jesus build a wall to keep out foreigners. I kept saying, "Really? Cause this doesn't seem like something you'd--okay. Hand me a nail. YOU'RE the carpenter, here, but okay." Maybe I shouldn't have watched the RNC. I also dreamed my cousin Katy (yes, I have a Katie… Continue reading Wall E
A time. Morning-ish. When we last spoke--and why didn't you ever call me last night to say you got in okay?--I said I'd tell about all the places I stopped working at, and how I yelled at someone in a wheelchair, and how I am a magnificent person. But before I do, let me just… Continue reading The one where Edsel is a bad-ass. It’s like I said Richard Simmons is in a gang.
7:36 a.m. The alarm went off at 6:40 today. By 6:42 I was sick of Lottie. So there's that. Honestly, there is no joy to be had with this creature. You can't even pet her, because she's just trying to bite you the whole time. LOTee a phleasure of life-ph. Let GO, edzulph. it LOTeeph's.… Continue reading Dog years
Sunday, 6:53 p.m. I went away this weekend, to celebrate the splendor of me and the date of my birth. Tonight I am home, having just picked up the dogs at their daycare where they summered this weekend. I got there just under the wire of the place still being open, saving me having to… Continue reading June jaunts. Returns. Talks about dogs.
Bonne Bell 10:06 Lotion p.m. Let me tell you something. Work has been kicking my ASS this week, and it's not likely to get better anytime soon. So I was really looking forward to leaving work today and heading out to see Chris and Lilly, who live in the country. I love it there. I… Continue reading June gets a birthday eve eve surprise
Yesterday was a stupid day that resulted in Ned breaking into my house and me working till 8:30. I had a meeting at noon, except I'd gotten the invitation to the meeting one night after midnight and it woke me up with the trill of a meeting to accept or decline. I got three notices… Continue reading The devil in Miss Lottie
I had to get up early today, because we had to be, well, on time at work today. The start time at work is 8:30, and once some old biddy asked in a meeting, "What's our start time?" which was a pointed way of saying people roll in at all hours. But WE WERE TOLD… Continue reading June’s routine. It’s as easy as 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 9.5, 10…
But at noon Ima show you my BEAUTY ROUTINE!!! I know, right?
Someone just told a dick joke. So, how is everyone? Don't answer. I don't actually care. Don't you wish you could say that to the coworker who actually tells you how their weekend was? Speaking of coworkers, the woman who sits next to me is great. I love sitting next to her. One of the… Continue reading Eff. Yay!
7:05 a.m. (Hah! Remembered!) If you tuned in yesterday, you'll recall, with your sharp precision that knows no bounds, that I said, "I haven't saved the bird yet or seen the muskrat or closed down two more places or gotten to Peg or talked about Boomer the big-headed dog, so I guess I'll write more… Continue reading Old Limey Checks In
Yesterday I had many little things happen that were sort of exciting. I mean, not Indiana Jones exciting--you know how I am. I get excited when it's new-bar-of-soap day. So. I've been migrainous, so I got up when Lottie did yesterday, took her outside with my screaming head, let her back in and fed everyone,… Continue reading The many adventures of June. Alternatively, June is dull.
10:13 p.m. I'm very delighted with my new "add the time" thing I'm doing. I'm blogging at night because I have to be at work early tomorrow. I thought I'd get the whole blogging thing in so it doesn't trip me up tomorrow, which it often does. I'll get all, "Let me just put in… Continue reading Jone