It seems a little odd since I haven't even found the muse to write here regularly but I've decided to participate in NaNoWriMo again this year. Call me crazy (Really. It's okay. You can.) but I think at the moment it's a good thing for me. Do I expect anything grand to come of it? … Continue reading because I’m going to, that’s why…
the perfect night…
I have big plans for tonight. Big plans. Huge. On the scale of plan greatness the plans I have could be considered epic. That isn't to say they can't be improved. As a matter of fact I have a few things in mind that would make my evening epic squared. It could go from being … Continue reading the perfect night…
hiding at WordCamp making words and stuff…
I've spent the weekend at WordCamp Portland. You know... with the wordy people. But it seemed strange to be here and not be blogging about it so while others poured into sessions I opted to pull up a patch of floor in the hallway and hide to write this post. At this point I should … Continue reading hiding at WordCamp making words and stuff…
dear laptop…
This is not the first note I've written to you today, dear laptop. Earlier I asked why you won't add a period when I double space after a sentence. It's not like I was holding you personally responsible. It's not like I thought it was JUST you. It's the entire computing industry. I'm just so … Continue reading dear laptop…
a note on creepy men…
This isn't about the socially awkward slightly clueless guys that can't really figure out how to approach a woman. Not guys that stumble over their words. It isn't the shy guys. It isn't even about the overly confident cocky assholes who think they're god's gifts to women. This is for the creeps. A bit of … Continue reading a note on creepy men…
tale of a (temporarily) stay at home mom…
I bought a mop. I needed a mop. I went to the store for a mop and I bought one. And some hair dye, it was on the list too. A mop and hair dye because a girl has to have her priorities. I've been hiding in a little box for over a year, tucked … Continue reading tale of a (temporarily) stay at home mom…
life in the palm of my hand…
I've had my iPhone for how many years now? Many. Let's go with that. I wasn't one of those that stood in line for hours waiting to pay far too much to be an early adopter. I wrote blog posts siting the insanity of that. I still feel that way (though I covet so many … Continue reading life in the palm of my hand…
and I’m still cleaning sand out of my ears…
Over the weekend we headed to the beach for one last fling before the school year begins. A chance to celebrate and say goodbye to summer. Just another day at the beach. Until. I found myself buried in the sand. First to my chest. Then over my arms. Over my shoulders. Sand packed around my … Continue reading and I’m still cleaning sand out of my ears…
someone call the wambulance…
Born and raised in California and then Texas you'd think I'd be used to a little heat and a dash of humidity... Well no. I'm not. I'm a spoiled Oregonian. I listen year round as other Oregonians (natives and transplants alike) whine and complain about the rain, the clouds and the cool air, and then … Continue reading someone call the wambulance…
transportational outcast in pdx…
I'm about to bash bicyclists in the city of Portland. Yes. Even with the "bikes are sexy" photo over there (they are). Even though I love that Portland is a bike friendly city. Even though I adore that we have a city you can get around without a car. I'm about to say something bad. … Continue reading transportational outcast in pdx…
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