by Mir | Jan 1, 2005 | Detritus
Yes, I am rapidly becoming addicted to Yahoo! Literati. Yes, I should probably try to develop some other hobbies. No, “sats” is not a word. No, neither is “diedopie.” Yes, the correct usage is “On Thanksgiving I sats my ass down by the...
by Mir | Dec 31, 2004 | I'm dating the television
Did you know there’s a marathon going on all day today? Yeah, baby. Me, Stacy, and Clinton. Ushering in the new year. Woo! Is it hot in here? Here’s to 2005 bringing us all health and happiness. Or, you know, less innuendo and more actual raunch. I’m...
by Mir | Dec 30, 2004 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience"
Stolen from Zoot, who stole it from someone else. I haven’t done a meme in a loooong time, but this one looked like a fitting end to the year. Plus nothing interesting happened to me today, because I suspect my son asking me questions at full-volume and my...
by Mir | Dec 30, 2004 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
I have the kids for one day before they go back to Daddy’s for the weekend. On the one hand, they’ve been having a wild and crazy time over there and part of me thinks they just need a day of structure and rest. On the other hand, why should he have all...
by Mir | Dec 29, 2004 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience"
Everyone has their little foibles, right? It sounds so quaint to say “foibles” instead of just saying damn, some people are unbelievably anal. Same meaning, different nuance. Foible: cute, adorable, fuzzy, and quirky. Anal: ewwwwwwww. I am not anal. I have...
