I totally forgot I’m going to see Jill Sobule tomorrow evening! SO EXCITED.
I actually had an awesome time with my friends visiting from New York. But I am also glad they are gone because I am EXHAUSTED. My feet and legs are killing me from walking but it was so worth it. We spent a day at the Art Institute and walking around downtown all day, out for a night in Boystown getting stupid drunk, a long walk along Lake Michigan, an afternoon at the National Museum of Mexican...
my fat ass dictates this vacation.
I have two friends coming to visit for a few days and I am concerned about their fat-phobic comments. It’s not even that, they know how I feel about my body (I dig it) but they say shit about other people and I can’t help but feel insulted (of course) because these people are fat too. I wonder what they think of me then. I mean I wonder very briefly and then don’t care but I hate...
Apparently if you don’t like Portlandia people wonder what’s wrong with you. I hate that show and it’s cool if you like it and it is okay if I don’t either. It’s just TV!
owning my truth: Little Eric's rescue story. →
houseofhippies: When this little piglet was rescued, he was suffering from a joint infection that followed a leg injury he received in the overcrowded conditions he lived in at a local farmer’s petting zoo and pumpkin patch. Despite the label of “free range” that some farmers utilize to… Re-blogging so I can read and cry about this later.
A nice family lunch turned into my brothers talking about hunting a turkey for Thanksgiving next year. Puke.
My body is not up for public discussion, debate or...
I'm a great texter.
What do you do when you have a crush on someone who you can’t see regularly but you also hate talking on the phone? And then I remembered Skype exists, I guess I should figure out how to do that. How does one get over a phone phobia?