Archive for September, 2005

Mammary Madness!

Friday, September 30th, 2005

Hey everyone! It is that time of year! Time for the Boobiethon! In case you didn’t know, (which you wouldn’t since I didn’t tell you) I am the Press Coordinator for the ‘thon this year. We made it into Wired Magazine!
Anyway, you should think about submitting and or donating to the ‘thon. As someone who […]

Thanks a lot, TLC

Wednesday, September 28th, 2005

I’ve never considered myself that “fashionable.” Sure, I cared about clothes and things like that in high school. I liked to shop at the GAP and buy new outfits (on sale,of course.) Then I met The Hubs.
Let’s just say I decided to play “I only wear clothes from a thrift store.” I stopped wearing makeup […]

Truth? You can’t handle the truth.

Tuesday, September 27th, 2005

“And then, I told her exactly how big it really was.”


Tuesday, September 27th, 2005

I just got off the phone with a blogging friend that is having some troubles. One thing you probably know about me is that I’m hardly at a loss for words. I am SJ. The Sarcastic Journalist. That “girl who got fired for her blog.” The blankity blank, fill in the blank blah blah. The […]

Chapter Eight: When in Doubt, Have More Babies

Monday, September 26th, 2005

When I was in high school, many of my teachers would pass out “getting to know you” cards. One teacher, I shall refer to him as “The Ostrich” because, dude, that’s totally what he looked like, handed out this card.
It was my senior year of high school. At my school, it was common knowledge that […]

Paging Flipper

Sunday, September 25th, 2005

Dolphins packing heat. I love it.

Journalists Gone Wild

Sunday, September 25th, 2005

I remember, after September 11 (2001, in case you were thinking I spoke of Sept. 11. 2000 or 2002) that all the news organizations were on “high alert.” If there was a fire downtown? You bet your bottom dollar that the “Talking Heads” would be there, asking the important questions.
“Did you see anyone that might […]

Care for a lovah?

Saturday, September 24th, 2005

If Rita were a lover, I’d hastily flop over in bed, fumble for a cigarette and ask “is that it?” When she said “yes,” I’d quickly try to cover my tracks, insisting that “I’m not saying it was bad, I just thought it would be…different.”
When Rita went to shower, I’d quickly grab my phone and […]


Friday, September 23rd, 2005

The apartment is packed, though it felt very weird to leave. The truck is moved to a somewhat safer place. I obviously have my computer with me.
I will be trying to update to my Flickr account via my cameraphone. Also, if I’m without electricity for awhile, I will contact Curly Girl via phone. Check […]


Friday, September 23rd, 2005

I guess it isn’t too much to say that most 14-month-olds are crazy. I mean, hello, my kid poops her pants, likes to stick her face in smelly shoes and eat paper.
She has gotten much better about waking up in the night since we removed milk from her diet. She woke up at about […]

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