Archive for August, 2005

Truth or Dare

Monday, August 15th, 2005

So, I have never been skinny dipping. This probably would never have been an issue were it not for my current obsession with Veronica Mars. I was rewatching some of the early episodes this weekend when all of the sudden, I opened my mouth and out popped, “Hey Taine, have you ever been skinny dipping”? […]

I wanna know what love is

Sunday, August 14th, 2005

If the Beatles were right and “all you need is love”, then I am in serious trouble. My brain is in a permanent state of malfunction. Perhaps I am, as my husband says, Peter Pan in my emotions having never left my teenage years behind. I can’t imagine wanting to be a teenager again, I […]

The Mind is a terrible thing to Waste

Saturday, August 13th, 2005

For the record, I have notoriously wacky dreams, not the least of which was attending my own funeral a’la “November Rain” (think GNR). At least my funeral wasn’t the result of being eaten alive by rats right in front of everyone at my high school. Yep, had that one, too. Last night, my dream almost […]

Fly like an Eagle

Friday, August 12th, 2005

Why does it always take 45 minutes to mail something at the post office? The employees have such horrible attitudes, probably since there is never more than 2 of them on counter duty at a time, but there are 3 or 4 yelling to help you with held mail and otherwise staring at you. They […]

“Ruskie Business”

Friday, August 12th, 2005

“Nobody likes you. Everyone left you. They’re all out without you having fun”. Who knew my life was a Green Day song. Who knew Green Day could still kick ass? The first question is rhetorical, but the second one, seriously, who knew? So, I got the hair cut, but I didn’t get any sleep, and […]

Did I just say Rim Job? *Updated*

Thursday, August 11th, 2005

I just got back from the grocery store and I actually ended up parked next to an early ’90s Ford Taurus Wagon with a tricked out rim job. Are you kidding me? We actually owned a similar hunk of crap a while back, though thankfully it wasn’t a wagon, and I can promise you no […]

What time is it?

Thursday, August 11th, 2005

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to date a drug dealer, discover you may have slept with your brother, and make out with your archenemy all while solving your best friend’s murder in a town where most people consider you public enemy #1? I told you you should have watched Veronica Mars. […]

Yes, Veronica, There is a Santa Clause

Wednesday, August 10th, 2005

I can’t sleep and I am sick of message boards, so here I am changing the format of this site yet again. I am also well past tired of being snarky about stupid shit, so welcome inside my head. Be afraid, be very afraid. I am unemployed, angry and opinionated, not to mention incredibly funny, […]