Archive for July, 2007
If I’m going to stay in Chicago, I’m going to need a job. Freelancing is peachy and all, but I don’t do enough of it to pay all the bills.
Which is why, in a few minutes, I’m about to march myself downtown in the fanciest (only) monkeysuit in my currently meager possession for an interview.
I’d […]
Meh. Procrastination is not, in fact, my middle name.
It should be, though.
Domain transfer blah blah forgot to complete blah major hassle blahblahblah but now it’s back.
If only I had something of importance to say.
Your virginity.
Do you remember? Remember the date, mood, time?
Thing is, I recently realized I don’t. I mean, I remember who, and the year, and have a vague recollection of it being some time between late winter and spring but…that’s it. All I got. Which would be fine if it were, like 15 years ago, but […]
I heard of this site via roomie:
The number one track on the day you were born.
Mine?
“Stayin’ Alive.” Effin’ Bee Gees.
*Mumbling* “Life goin’ nowhere, somebody help me, yeah…”
Thanks a lot, America.
What’s yours? I want to know!
I quit boys. Again.
Just for a little while.
Sigh.
It’s just…and this could just be hormones talking…I want one right now, but I want magic. Somebody who knows when to listen, when to debate, when to humor me (thus listening without agreeing and maintaining his own opinion), and who actually wants to be present with me […]