Archive for the 'My Brain Needs a Drink' Category

Tossing Out My Carefully Tended Selection of Hair Shirts

Thursday, September 2nd, 2010

I’ve been plowing through five years of blog posts, trying to re-categorize and tag and generally inflict my deep desire to organize on the digital world. (It also gives me an excuse to watch excessive amounts of Community, a show that encapsulates the glorious joy of being alive. And being a slacker. A funny slacker. [...]

Resistance Is Futile

Tuesday, August 17th, 2010

One of the things I’m learning (in a hesitant, meandering sort of fashion) is that it doesn’t do any good to speculate on the outcome of a relationship or event, because you just never know how things will turn out. Ever. Even if you think you know, even if the signs seem to point in [...]

Realizations, As Relate To My Current Dating Hiatus

Tuesday, June 15th, 2010

1. Dating doesn’t need to be inherently dramatic. 2. Any persistent drama is cultivated by yours truly. 3. That said, if the only way I can get peace, blessed peace, is to stop dating altogether…SO BE IT. 4.  The last time I was as patently uninterested in dating as I am now, it was 1986 and [...]

The Sky Was Blue. You’ll Just Have To Take My Word For It.

Friday, June 11th, 2010

Today is one of those halcyon San Francisco days when you can delude yourself into thinking summer really IS coming this year. That it’s safe to put the winter coat in storage and rely solely on sundresses and flip flops. It isn’t, of course. But for today, when the sun is bright and hot and [...]

Instead of Barely Scratching the Surface

Friday, June 11th, 2010

Layer One I dance perilously close to the edge of Bank Balance: Zero Dollars on a regular basis. I don’t have to do this. I could earn more. I could scale back. But tottering on the edge of zero is, oddly, my comfort zone. Despite the fact that it sounds NOT AT ALL COMFORTABLE, NOT [...]

PMS Means I’m Not Up To My Usual Massive Wall of Text. You’re Welcome.

Tuesday, May 25th, 2010

Hipsters in plaid shirts and neon sunglasses seriously disturb me. Because it means that things I was wearing in high school with a gravely earnest air have come back as nostalgia fashion. Combined with the double chin I’ve noticed cropping up in pictures, I’m ready to stop aging now. Who can make that happen for [...]

A Personal Collection of Indestructible Coping Mechanisms Forged in the White-Hot Furnace of My Neurosis

Sunday, February 21st, 2010

My thought processes are an ever-shifting harmonic convergence of festering doubt and mewling anxiety. The human brain is a wonder, marvelous in its ability to twist events into something so far removed from reality as to be unrecognizable. (Or to qualify, in certain notable and best forgotten incidences, as certifiably insane.) Since there is no [...]

They’re Not Challenges, They’re Opportunities. So Sayeth Pollyanna and Her Minions.

Wednesday, January 20th, 2010

Brains are somewhat all-encompassing in their ability to control your life. Ever notice that? How much power your brain has over you? Yes. I’ve spent years trying to force myself into action that my brain just wouldn’t get behind and you know what? It never worked. Mind over matter, indeed. I honestly used to think [...]

Social Enculturation As It Applies To Women and Anger Is a Real Bitch

Wednesday, January 13th, 2010

People who know me would probably say that I’m a gentle sort – quiet, kind, prone to looking for the best in situations. But lately there are bright flashes of anger that spike out of me, manifesting in odd, deeply self-effacing comments that are a little too harsh for your average social situation and don’t [...]

Layer Eight Wants Chicken Pot Pie

Thursday, December 10th, 2009

Words have power. Who knew? I have a lot of half-baked thoughts that make it out into the world. Sometimes I wish I could keep my damn mouth shut until I’m sure of what I want to communicate, but it’s usually only after I’ve unhinged my trap and let if flap merrily in the breeze [...]