Feb
1
2008
Silent. Unexpected.
A master of stealth and surprise - the Ninja Zit.
I left home this morning fresh-faced and squeaky clean. But somewhere between morning coffee and lunchtime, a lovely little mountain of pore-plug-goo appeared on the tip of my nose, to the delight and horror of my co-workers (none of which mentioned it to me).
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Jan
31
2008
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Jan
29
2008
- Papercuts, any variety
- Wet foam rubber
- Ice cream on a stick (popcicles are okay)
- Empty tampon dispensers
- Men who don’t wear undershits when wearing white dress shirts. ew.
- Anaheim Ducks (booooo)
- Birds
- Zombies
- Cheerleaders
- Balloons
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Jan
28
2008
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Jan
28
2008
Midgetville - cool
Midget Porn - not cool
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Jan
14
2008
I’m glad that I don’t have Photoshop at work anymore. I’d never get any work done. I’d end up doing silly projects that would eat away at my time little by little.
Like this

And this

I have a few photos in my library that are BEGGING for attention (peg & tory - you’re next).
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Dec
20
2007
I was a Jedi until I got my boobs and then was told I had to be Princess Leia and wait to be rescued.
I think they were just scared I’d kick their sorry boy-asses.
Again.
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Nov
20
2007
It’s almost Thanksgiving again. I feel bad that Glenn has to work again on Thursday, but I am glad that he’ll be home on Saturday and Sunday. I want to make him something really special and yummy to eat… but the last few kitchen experiments have been less than… savory.
We got a KICK ASS Kitchen Aid mixer and I had to try it out… so I was thinking cookies. I don’t know how, but I misread the ingredients and doubled the butter and the cookies ended up being just greasy crust lining the cookie sheet. Ew. So then I got all pissed off, determined to make the f’n cookies. I swear I triple checked all the amounts, but they still turned out crappy. I just can’t make cookies. Cupcakes - no problem. Muffins - makin’ em in my sleep. But for the life of me, I can’t make cookies. Or pancakes, but that’s a story for another day.
Seriously. W.T.F.
Maybe it’s because I don’t add enough love to the recipe.
Maybe it’s because I cook with spite.
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Jun
26
2005
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