Legacy

Mercer No More My couch arrived this morning, which I'm very excited about. There's no need to have my guests aimlessly milling about in my living room. They now have a place to crash. Whoo-hoo! There is, however, one small problem. Room and Board shipped my furniture with a name attached (a trend they seem

Sighting She: "That guy was totally checking you out." Me: "Was he? It must've been the fuzzy red sweater. Guys like it." She: "No, guys like naked women." Me: "But I'm not naked. I'm wearing a fuzzy red sweater. Are you sure?" She: "Yes. He was tracking you the entire time we were in there.

Regarding Sum 41's Forthcoming Album I'm not sure what's more disturbing, the fact that a corporate rock band has a new album called 'Does This Look Infected?', or that my best friend was watching MTV2. It's like I don't even know her. Anyway, if you're a fan and want to buy this domain and turn

-ist Me: "So I hear they have a cafe at American Girl Place." She: "You didn't know that?" Me: "No, I haven't been into the scene. My boss went, and tells me that they have special seats for the American Girl dollies and serve them dolly portions of whatever you're having." She: "Ah, and do

Inner Whoshewhatsit Yesterday Pirate Alice unveiled the secret her pyschic had urged her to sit on: she's cursed with a demon/spirit that's holding her back and preventing her from having a groovy relationship with guys. She's named this demon Dave, and has been on a quest to reform him since the program proscribed by the

Audience Participation Me: "Since you're constantly journaling, I'm surprised you haven't tried running a blog." He: "I don't know. It seems a awful lot like masturbation to me." Me: "Yes, but it's masturbation with an audience." He: "..." Me: "Guess you're not bent that way." He: "No, I need the virtual curtains to be closed."

Prevarication I'm having issues with my drill. It won't, for some odd reason, allow me to put a hole into the wall next to my bathroom door, which I need in order to anchor my towel bar. The other hole drilled in quite nicely, but this one stopped just short of required depth. I don't

Can't keep a good man down She: "I know you didn't mean to bring back the Ghost of Christmas Past." Me: "I meant for him to stay locked in the closet. Guess I'll have to bury hatchet between his eyes. Can't have him wandering around." She: "You're a woman with issues." Me: "I have no

Inner Heroine She: "So does she have a name?" Me: "You mean my avatar? The one that slays dragons, triumphs over Corporate America and still has a perfect manicure?" She: "Yeah. Mine is called Adrianna." Me: "Teá " She: "Like Teá Leone?" Me: "Yeah, except more heroine than comedienne."

State of Mind She: "We each have our own private Idaho." Me: "Not me, I'm done with that state. I have my own private Wyoming, now." She: "Really? I'm working on my own private Vermont." Me: "Vermont seems a little small to hold your troubles. Texas?" She: "Dubbya's using it."