by Mir | May 11, 2006 | I'm dating the television
(But not really.) Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to continue the theme of yesterday’s post, except in a less cynical vein. I’ve told you what men are doing wrong. (And I cannot BELIEVE I forgot to mention appropriate handle usage. Nothing...
by Mir | May 10, 2006 | I'm dating the television
Or, I’ve just about had it. Or, Google will not keep your secrets. Or, Men are from Mars, if by “Mars” you mean “Idiotworld.” Or, And you thought these stories were weird. Wow. I could really just write titles for this baby all night...
by Mir | May 9, 2006 | Forget talk; walk the walk!
Lest you think I haven’t been training–just because I haven’t talked about it much–let me just tell you: I have been training. And lo, I have the callouses to prove it. My feet may never recover. I’m feeling a nice surge of renewed...
by Mir | May 8, 2006 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
So! The party, as I mentioned, was a complete success. A good time was had by all, as long as we’re not counting Monkey. Monkey had a good time unless he didn’t “get” what was being taught (40% of the time) or was “out” at a game...
by Mir | May 7, 2006 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
I owe you a real entry, I do, but I can’t do it right now. The party was awesome. When I get my pictures off the camera, perhaps I will post a few. The samurai sword cake cutting was particularly impressive. I feel so inadequate, now, cutting cake with a regular...
