Doy mi sangre Remember on Beverly Hills, 90210 when Dylan took Brenda to donate blood on Valentine’s Day? So romantic. I gave blood today for the first time since high school. For some reason I thought that all the medication I take would make my blood undesirable… how stupid of me. This is a collegeContinue reading

Click You know what this blog needs? More pictures. Unfortunately, I haven’t taken any good ones lately. And not for lack of trying. This is a little disconcerting as my new job contains a photojournalistic component. Instead, I offer you an image you will find at the top of the results of a Google searchContinue reading

Big Fish I dare say that I think I’ve grown at this job these past 10 months. I’ve always been the type to get frustrated when other people’s inadequacies slowed me down. I do my best work when allowed to do so independently. Reporting seemed a good fit, because not only did I get toContinue reading

The new exclamation point? My relative emotional stability at this job has backfired. I seem to have a lot of repressed irritation. Now that I am on my way out the door and nothing matters anyway, I am exploding with rage at every single little thing that could possibly annoy a person. And some thingsContinue reading

Call me Grace A few weeks ago, Rob handed me a $10 bill while I was behind the wheel in the drive-thru line. I thought it would be funny to pretend to eat the money, so I crumpled it up and pantomimed putting it in my mouth, secretly putting it next to my face onContinue reading

Iguana thieves Terrible story out of Seattle. Pet store burglarized, small animals tromped and iguanas stolen. I news-googled “stolen iguanas” and found another story about a pet store owner whose stolen iguana was later recovered. When the owner of Paradise Pets arrived at work Tuesday morning to find that someone had broken in and stolenContinue reading

I quit New job starts Oct. 25. Here’s hoping I hold this one for at least an entire calendar year. For some reason, Yahoo is not updating my avatar. I had a sari on in a nightclub all weekend, and now I’m wearing a superhero’s outfit before a fiery pit. And yet, this blog wouldContinue reading

Bloody murder Last night, I had a nightmare that caused me to cry out and wake up Rob. It was a mournful wail: “Noooooooo.” Because Halloween is coming up, I’ll share the terrifying tale. Here’s what 31-year-old women have nightmares about… My sixth-grade English teacher returned some papers to me with horrible grades. D- andContinue reading