Archive for September, 2005
Spitting in a Wishing Well
As we all know, I’m the part-time job queen.
Posted by Melissa on September 29th, 2005 under Histoire d'Art | 3 Comments »You Can Thank Me With Donations
I know you all love Downy Wrinkle Releaser, yes?
Posted by Melissa on September 28th, 2005 under Bliss, Observations | 4 Comments »I Am Alive and Only Slightly Drunk
The slumber party ended with one child NEVER allowed to return.
Posted by Melissa on September 27th, 2005 under Spawn | 2 Comments »They’re Fucking Everywhere
If you see a dazed woman walking around your street with a nearly empty glass of wine, for the love of all that is holy, refill her glass.
Posted by Melissa on September 24th, 2005 under Observations | 2 Comments »Soy-flavored Joy
I’m actually losing weight. I know, what the fuck?
Posted by Melissa on September 22nd, 2005 under Bliss, Observations | 3 Comments »Bubby, the Baby, not the Dog
Once upon a time, I was a non-pregnant high schooler.
Posted by Melissa on September 20th, 2005 under Bliss, Flaming Ovaries | 1 Comment »Sorry for the Ex
At 3:30 I get a call from the boys’ school. “Hiiiii, yeahhh, we have two little boys still here.”
Posted by Melissa on September 17th, 2005 under Blah, Spawn | 3 Comments »Boys: Why?
My friend who was Dumped for God by her Man Kept for Unnatural Purposes asked me a good question earlier today…
Posted by Melissa on September 15th, 2005 under Accomplices | 4 Comments »The Part Where I Feel Elated and Really, Really Bad
I’ve seen a few of them where oy! the effort! but wrong! totally wrong!
Posted by Melissa on September 14th, 2005 under Histoire d'Art | 2 Comments »The Part Where I Feel Weird
My students look scared out of their wits. We had our review for the upcoming test and all I could see were big eyes and furrowed brows.
Posted by Melissa on September 12th, 2005 under Histoire d'Art | 1 Comment »Recent Posts
- In Interrupt This Introspective…
- Dissociation
- My Own Crazy
- Bloggers who teach should think about teaching online
- Yeah, I do it for the glory