by Mir | Jun 7, 2004 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Highlights from my Monday evening: The Monkey declared “Oh Mama, THANK YOU! This is a dinner of all my most favorite things!” (Yes, I am a whiz with fish sticks, curly fries, and salad. Put the first two in the oven myself, and with the help of a pair of...
by Mir | Jun 7, 2004 | Irreconcilable Differences
During my divorce, just about every item in this house became hotly contested property. His feeling was, the filing cited “irreconcilable differences,” the law defaults to a 50/50 split in this case, and he was already behind because I was keeping the...
by Mir | Jun 7, 2004 | Detritus
Swiped from Mindy, and now I have that stupid song stuck in my head. Plus I feel the need to go count the silverware…. The Count’s Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder It started with a simple affection for counting andthe terror it induced in others,...
by Mir | Jun 6, 2004 | My name is Grumplestiltskin
It’s time, once again, for my regular Sunday Night Wallow. Aaaaaahhhhhh. Doesn’t matter how long or action-packed my week is, I can settle right back into that familiar time-triggered neurosis as if I never left. It’s familiar, and comfortable; I...
by Mir | Jun 6, 2004 | Detritus
Which Horrible Affliction are you?A Rum and Monkey disease. What the heck. It’s dark and rainy, I’m tired and cranky, and now that I think about it… I could be rabies. I’ve been called worse.
