“A cosmic Jewish Zombie who was his own father who can make you live forever if you symbolically eat his flesh and telepathically tell him you accept him as your master, so he can remove an evil force from your soul that is present in humanity because a rib-woman was convinced by a talking snake [...]
Archive for September, 2009
Tomorrow, I plan on watching flies fuck.
September 29th, 2009
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So it’s my birthday, which means I’m not at work, because who the fuck wants to work on their birthday? Instead, I’m going to watch paint dry. Oh yes, this is SO much better.
Because Nick is working ridiculous hours lately, I decided to let him off the hook for feeling guilty about not spending [...]
Aging gracefully
September 28th, 2009
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I’ve been 30 for about 45 minutes now…. and I’m pretty good with it. I have the most excellent boyfriend I could imagine, an amazing dog, a great home, awesome friends…
Yup, I’m a happy girl. 30 onward is looking good. Happy Birthday to me!
Dog Intelligence
September 28th, 2009
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This morning, Duane posted a link on Facebook about Endal the Service Dog. This dog is bloody amazing — along with regular service dog duties, he can do laundry, operate an ATM, put his owner in the recovery position, kept his owner from drowning in the tub… dude.
So, Nick was roughhousing with Justice in [...]
Grandparent Duty
September 28th, 2009
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I picked up Justice from my dads place last night. And I am really, really happy that not only does Justice like going out to my dads place (a backyard? a backyard for ME? grass that doesn’t smell like other dogs? WOW! ZOOM!) but my dad actually likes her.
I get that I have a [...]
It’s a good time to have a weekend
September 28th, 2009
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So on Friday, I ran around like a chicken with my head cut off in order to get ready for a weekend away — we went up to Sooke for an SCA tournament. Remote for Justice’s collar picked up? Check. Dog out to Langley? Check. Work? Check. Packed car? Check. Picked up Nick? Check.
Nick [...]
Dirty Thirty
September 24th, 2009
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Thirty years ago, my mother was in labour with me.
My birthday isn’t until next Tuesday, I just took my sweetass time coming out. Pity my poor mother. I’m not sure she’s forgiven me for that yet.
Anyway, speaking of my mother, I actually remember her turning 30 — there was angst. Apparently turning 30 [...]
How Not To Get Raped, Part Deux
September 22nd, 2009
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I wrote a post a while ago about how not to get raped, based on those ridiculous forwards that people send about not having long hair, not jogging, never being alone, and basically never leaving sight of a man you can trust who will take care of you (who is, statistically, much more likely to [...]
Classy
September 17th, 2009
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So I’m a student again.
Every time I go back to school, I feel a little older. This makes sense, since I keep aging, and the average age of students remains the same. The bouncy blonde ponytail in front of me is making me feel positively ancient.
So I managed to find my class without [...]