June gets rear-ended *And not in the good way*

Yesterday was still hectic AF. I don't even know what's been up lately with how busy everything is at work, but there you have it. In the afternoon, I had this large project to do that required I not get interrupted. In the past, I went down to our mostly empty "Garden Level" at work … Continue reading June gets rear-ended *And not in the good way*

You can’t hide your lion eyes

I have decided that the flowerbed in my front yard is a lot like me: Sort of neglected, randomly attractive through no effort on my part, and mostly in need of serious work that I'm probably not gonna do. It has these...hugging-the-ground weeds taking over. My flowerbed, not me. They almost look like a fern … Continue reading You can’t hide your lion eyes

Oh, God.

I got up at 5:45, brushed teeth, slapped on my Delta College t-shirt, worked out with m'trainer--although let's talk about how I have no core. I'm like a hollowed-out apple. Anyway, then I came home, fed everyone with four legs, showered, sat under the Laila Ali dryer so I wouldn't look drowned at work even … Continue reading Oh, God.

In which June remembers more stuff she didn’t tell you

I forgot to tell you that last week, the woman who owns my house, fmr., texted. Her name is also "June" but she spells it differently. Let's say she spells it Karin. "There's a package here for you," she wrote. I'd given her my contact info just in case Steely Dan comes back, which I … Continue reading In which June remembers more stuff she didn’t tell you

Will you still need me, will you still read me when I’m 54

In case you haven't seen it in your local paper yet, it's my birthday. By the way, this weekend a neighbor was over, and she saw my Pop Tart on the wall. "Miss June. Is that a Pop Tart?" I assured her that it was. "You paid money for a POP TART?" Well, actually, it … Continue reading Will you still need me, will you still read me when I’m 54