Midnight. Not a sound on the pavement.

Does it drive you berserk that there's always something on your phone/computer that needs updating? "Would you like to update now?" No, I'd like you to go fuck yourself, you dramatic motherfucker. You do NOT need updating. You just got updated last week. Now this is starting to sound like my marriage, fmr. Anyway, I … Continue reading Midnight. Not a sound on the pavement.

The one where Hulk just finally turns off his computer and walks away forever.

On Friday, I was at work when my phone rang. My phone rings so rarely, and when it does it's usually "credit card services" letting me know "there's nothing wrong with my account" but that I can get a "zero-interest-rate" deal if I press 1. They seem immune to me telling them to go away. … Continue reading The one where Hulk just finally turns off his computer and walks away forever.

On top of Old Smokey and everything else, I forgot a dang title

I bought Food Lion–brand French Roast this week. It was less than half the price of my usual brand, which is Starbucks French Roast. And do you know it's delicious? It's just as good as my expensive kind, and I have no idea when I turned into such a dreadful bore, but there it is. … Continue reading On top of Old Smokey and everything else, I forgot a dang title

In my white box, with black-ish moods, near the station

I have a Facebook page, called (Face)Book of June (it's set to private, I think, if you're looking for it). Anyway, on there, I asked, Why are people leaving fewer blog comments? I have the same numbers of readers, pretty much, but fewer comments. People said things like, "I'd have to scroll to get to … Continue reading In my white box, with black-ish moods, near the station

A reader seeks advice. I feel like you might be able to force yourself to give advice.

I didn't post today because I woke up with a migraine, and I hate everything. However, this afternoon a comment came through asking what we'd decided re giving advice on this here nonblog. Remember we talked a few weeks ago about exchanging advice with each other? Well, we did. Put down the bong occasionally, Snoop. … Continue reading A reader seeks advice. I feel like you might be able to force yourself to give advice.

June starts to show you her house, changes mind

I was exhausted after my harrowing workday yesterday. I'd planned to make breadless meatloaf per my new diet (pounds lost: zero), but I was so tired I said screw it, I'm driving through Subway, this bad-for-me place, despite what Jared says about it. The good news is I asked for Baked Lays and they gave … Continue reading June starts to show you her house, changes mind

I HATE it when I hit “Publish” and forget a title

Last night, I slept eight and a half hours, and only woke up and rolled around fitfully once. Ten years ago, I'd have said, "Oh my god, you guys, I woke up at some point in the night and couldn't fall back to sleep for like 30 minutes." Now I'm, yay! It happened only once! … Continue reading I HATE it when I hit “Publish” and forget a title