Monthly Archives: May 2011

it’s not monday

I made my co-workers a cake last night…vanilla cake layered with Bavarian Cream and balsamic marinated strawberries.  It smells damn good and for once I kinda wanna try it, but I don’t think I will.  The Astrologer said it was … Continue reading

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and a fuck you

To cut it off. I think about it daily, but what keeps me from actually doing it is the fact that I know a big piece of why I want to cut it off is I’m hoping for a reaction. … Continue reading

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breaking the rules

For the first time in 22 years of working I broke my own number one rule today: No crying at work. Now, before you get all excited – I did not sob or let anyone see (aside from one person … Continue reading

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i’m the idiot now

*Update – I somehow missed the most important disgusting sausage pic.  It is now there above the recipe.  My bad.* The only time I don’t get mad that my iPod isn’t shuffling like it’s supposed to is when it lands … Continue reading

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ignoring the idiot

Last night I was sitting out on my balcony enjoying the nice night when I heard “pssst!” coming from below.  I absolutely abhor the use of such sounds to get my attention, so I don’t know why I even looked … Continue reading

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to tell a lie

I mainly shop at Kroger because it’s close to my house and the price of their cupcake ingredients (with the exception of the dry goods I exclusively buy at Target now) are cheapest.  Before halting the nightly wine I used … Continue reading

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cupcake research

Last night when I arrived at the Lebanese joint to meet College Roomie I noticed that just a few doors down there was a cupcake shop.  It shocked me that it was still open, but the sign said they close … Continue reading

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on buying shoes

I bought some shoes.  And the way shoes came about was people needed a means with which to protect their feet from things on the Earth.  Things like glass and nails and dog shit.  Formerly, when I purchased shoes I … Continue reading

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just wanted to say…

(I’ve been trying to post this all damn day.  Jesiis.) I am going to try a Krav Maga class.  Why?  Well…why not? Have you done it?  Know anyone who has? Tonight I will be eating one of my favorite kinds of … Continue reading

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let’s look

I had dinner with the Mad Bosnian (who comments here as Dizzy – sorry Dz, I get to pick blog names, not you!) at a great little (read: empty) Thai place.  Here was our appetizer spread.    And how about … Continue reading

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curbing anxiety

This morning I completed my half marathon training plan.  Meaning I made a calendar plan, not completed training (in case that wasn’t clear).  The date is October 16, so I have exactly 5 months to get ready.  No problem as … Continue reading

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my favorite email chain ever…with commentary

Random thoughts from people 25-35 years old.  Long but a funny… -I wish Google Maps had an “Avoid Ghetto” routing option. (I’d never get home) -More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think … Continue reading

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another reason to not go back

I always get a little nostalgic when the River Bank Run comes around.  Granted, it’s only 25K.  Many of us refer to that distance as a “warmup.”   Really?  Only 25k? The only person who considers a 15.5 mile run … Continue reading

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about damn time

After all the times I’ve talked about how badly I need a real vacation I’m excited to report that I finally booked that bitch.  FINALLY!  Five nights in Curacao in September, to be specific.  I don’t know how I’ll be … Continue reading

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race day

The Crazy Runner and I originally signed up for the Race for the Cure, but we ended up doing the Cure for ALS 5k instead. There were a few reasons: the size of the Komen race (ginormous), the fact that … Continue reading

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deja vu

And so it happens again. I don’t know why it continues to surprise me, but I don’t think it will ever not. He ordered cupcakes for his mom for Mother’s Day, so I had to go to his place to … Continue reading

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karma’s a mutha

Yesterday morning I managed to curse myself on twitter by going off on a 15 tweet rant about Starbucks customers and the stupid things they order. Ms Marilie is partially to blame because she just kept encouraging me and once … Continue reading

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bitchiness day 2

When I walked into my office this morning and saw that Boss wasn’t in his office I remembered that he had a meeting this morning with the Pres of the new company they’re forming to swallow ours up.  My mood … Continue reading

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run from jesiis

Lo and behold I found a natural reason for my bitchy feeling.  Yay Jesiis.  I thought maybe I was just turning into a nasty ass like so many of you, but in actuality I’m just PMSing.  Yay?  I’m kinda mad … Continue reading

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may i set some goals

Hey, May.  How you doin?  I’m not one to set resolutions or goals or live a structured life.  It’s just not in my spirit.  When I was dating Old Dude and he said I live in an ad hoc world … Continue reading

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