I had a friend who, with her husband, went through some shit. When they were going through said shit, every time a bill came they just threw it in this one black garbage bag. Threw it in there and didn't acknowledge it. Just the thought of that makes me nervous. Eventually, they got their lives … Continue reading What are you putting off?
I'm trying very hard to not talk about my 404 Error, because my hope is that I can just, oh, continue on with my life, and if I make him the topic of my posts, he's still in my life, a bit. So I'm trying to write about other things even though I really just … Continue reading Ruins
I did many things this weekend, but one thing I did not do was much sleeping. Internet: Why, Joon? Joon: Noneya, Internet. On Friday afternoon, I was toiling at m'desk when the phone rang. "WHAT." I thought, as I am cheerful and elegant about being interrupted when in a flow. It was my doctor's office. … Continue reading Me and you and a dog with Blu
Oh, hey! (I'm waving like I know somebody across the room, cause we're all such regulars here at WordPress. Oh my god, chicken skewers with peanut sauce again?) (You know what sounds really good right now?) So, among the many things that seem to be changing in my life, a few months ago our social … Continue reading Let’s just act like we’ve always been here.
Oh, hey, how did you find me here? I, um, I'm not cheating on you or anything! No! Lemme just, um, put m'clothes on, and... So, here we are. In a new blog spot that isn't Blogspot. A guy at work set me up on WordPress, cause I'm GETTIN' MODERN! and apparently I can only … Continue reading Oh my god, I am so fancy
Hloy CATS. "Hloy," Goddammit. I haven't even HAD any wine yet. HOLY cats. Jesus. In case anyone's thinking of checking me into Promises Malibu or whatever, it's 9:53 at night as I write this. I realize you're likely all in your morning-y routine and all that, all showered and parfumed and sportin' your three-piece woman … Continue reading June drinks red wine and drones
Do you know what it means to flounce? People have done it here a few times: It's when something on the Internet bugs you, and instead of just not returning the site anymore, you announce to the group at large that YOU ARE OUT, and you AREN'T COMING BACK, and then you...flounce off. There's a … Continue reading Flounce and Fisher
My stupid computer is acting wonky, like Iris's eye, and now it's 8:23 and I'm just commencing to typing. So since I have to GO now, and THANKS, Internet, let's just ask... Who you voting for? For president, smarty. And why? Keep your answers civil. Anyone's mean to anyone else? Delete. I won't just delete … Continue reading Who you voting for? BE NICE.
When Ned and I weren't letting love lift us up where we belong this weekend, we were playing with an app. I know. We've turned into those people. We might as well get a leather sectional. It's called Karen, and she's a life coach, and she's, you know, like a live person. Well, not really … Continue reading ForgotTitle
Okay, I hate to be obsessed, but now Google Photos is making little stories from my pictures. Look at this nice one! I know. I need to get over it. Every poor sap who comes to my desk has to look at the lastest thing Google is doing to my photos. Does this mean someone … Continue reading Well, you used to shake ’em down, now you stop and think about your dignity. Or not.
I've been writing this blog ever since it was fashionable to have a blog--I started in 2006. It's only recently that I've been censored, however. People are using this blog in unhealthy ways. To check up on old relationships. To ruin current ones. People are reading this blog without my best interests at heart, which … Continue reading Free speech
I just read an article yesterday, in my hard-hitting Entertainment Weekly, because I think it's important to stay abreast of the news. In it, a gay actor (that guy from Girls, you know the one? I love him) said young gay people don't go to gay bars anymore. They make fun of gay bars. I … Continue reading Celebrity Gossip with June
Sorry I'm late today. I was super busy beating up my brother-in-law in an elevator. By now I hope you've seen the delightful and riveting video of Beyonce's sister, Solange, beating up poor Jay Z, who always struck me as a normal person but what do I know? I thought Lamar Odom was normal, too, … Continue reading Mostly I just like to say, “Solange.”
Gwynneth Paltrow is such a tool. I KNEW she and that Coldplay guy were gonna break up, because I'd read rumors of her affair, as I stay on top of the news, and once some celebrity couple starts saying "Oh, we're fine. Nothing could be further from the truth" you know they're doomed. So that … Continue reading Gwynneth Paltrow. Irking me since 1995.
Yesterday, after work, about 50 people from my office went out for cocktails, and who am I to buck that trend? So we all piled in to this huge bar while it stormed outside, and one wonders if it could have been more humid in that dwelling. I had been wearing this very light lavender/gray … Continue reading Blup
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I woke up before the stupid alarm went off and thought I was late because the sun was up. Stupid daylight savings. WHY do we have to have it, again? Wasn't it when we were all farmers that we needed to save our daylight up? I don't even have Farmers insurance. I'm not even that … Continue reading In which June seems kind of obsessed with tacos.
Ask me how that statistics textbook is going. NOT WELL. NOT WELL AT ALL. Have you SEEN the index on this thing? They'll list one word and give you 84929492949395 pages where that word appears. And because this is a reprint, it's not on the page they say. Which means I have to FIND it … Continue reading Pick Flick
I have been very busy working on a new project. I created a folder on my desktop called, "Hi. I've slept with you." Then I went on Facebook and downloaded photos of my exes. Do you have any idea how many people I have dated who were in bands? In fact, most of them are … Continue reading Bloop de Bloo Bloo
Am taking a break from my hard-hitting morning of reading BOOK RIDICULOUS THREE of that stupid Fifty Slaps of Grey or whatever, and I guess hard-hitting was an appropriate term. Do you know who I'd like to spank? That author. As if reading THAT trilogy of fine literature weren't enough, yesterday I went to Barnes … Continue reading Q.E. + B.W. = TLA