Somewhere between Bell's Palsy and death
Tuesday, April 06, 2004
Don’t know what to do first.
An assistant here in Chez Broad would be a much-welcome addition. Any James Spader lookalikes out there wanting to ... ahem ... take dictation!?!?!

Heh.
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Monday, April 05, 2004
That’s right—he DID die today.
Since everyone seems to be nostalgically waxing about the death of Kurt Cobain today, I might as well throw my 2 cents in.

Lessee, April 5, 1994? I was a waitress at Olive Garden in Merrillville, slinging meatballs to accumulate enough scratch to make to it Houston for the man I luuuurrrrved's college graduation. I vaguely remember being in the kitchen near the cashier's booth when I heard on the radio that it was confirmed.

The end.
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Not funny, but hysterical at the same time. Period.
Today, Zoot tells a funny story about her childhood, and you must read it, because it's just that damn funny.

See it here.
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Word of advice for the boys …
Ok, I did have a fucked-up-but-interesting dream last night, but it wasn't particularly vivid. Upon waking up, however, I was thinking about the one guy, and my thoughts led to one of my biggest pet peeves in the universe EVER.
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Sunday, April 04, 2004
Unintentional hard-on
I started posting about something that happened to a pal last week, but I can't do it without promoting something else that absolutely does NOT deserve one ounce more of consideration by anyone. Hence, I've withdrawn it. So sorry if you're all hot-and-bothered now; as Robert Palmer used to sing, "I didn't mean to turn you on."

Maybe I'll have one of my fucked-up-but-terribly-interesting dreams on which to blather when I wake up.
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Saturday, April 03, 2004
Goin’ to the chapel …
You know you're getting old when the next-door neighbor girls you used to babysit are now getting married and throwing their own bachelorette parties. Hell, I still can't get over the fact that I could possibly run into either one of them at a bar. Good Lord. But the wedding shower Mother and I went to today was lovely, and it was nice to see the girls, etc. The bridesmaids were clones of each other, though: Tall; long, razor-cut, highlighted hair; and wafer-thin. And all wearing stillettos. Feh.

Not a whole lot to talk about right now -- had a last minute story I picked up before the shower that I should pound out (an Easter egg hunt in a roller rink, of all places -- makes me want to go skating BIG TIME), and then I'm retiring to an evening of watching Fox and reading "Allure" and "InStyle," two of my not-so-guilty pleasures. Do wish I'd have picked up some beer while I was out, though.
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Friday, April 02, 2004
The Corolla was alive with the sound of music …
You know how sometimes you're driving along and there's just NOTHING on the radio? (This dilemma might be more prevalent among those who are unbashed channel-flippers, like me.) Today was SO not one of those days. Among the tunes I heard while I was out today:
"Honky-Tonk Woman," The Stones
"Today," Smashing Pumpkins
"With or Without You," U2
"Lovin', Touchin', Squeezin'," Journey
"Dragula," Rob Zombie (who I saw in concert two years ago, at 32)
"Hey Ya," Outkast (twice)

Can't beat those on a sunny, albeit windy and butt-freezing, day.
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Thursday, April 01, 2004
Meme-in’ to the Oldies
Found this over at Zoot's crib, who cribbed it off Catherine. Fun exercise -- y'all should crib it, too, but you have to promise to tell Catherine about it if you do. Not because she'll be pissed if you do it; she just wants to hear your damn songs, man. The trick is, though, to narrow it down, because I don't know about you, but I have a million billion songs for each of these.
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Best. $100. spent. EVER.
Taxman: $249

Me: Thinking of all the ways I'm going to spend the $800 I WON'T HAVE TO PAY THE TAXMAN! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Is that a little Canon digital camera I see in my future? Why, yes! I think it IS ...
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