Archive for March, 2009

Six Characters, Five Books, An Ending

Sunday, March 29th, 2009

The last day of bookbinding class, it was just me and the Odd Guy.
“I saw other students signed in, upstairs,” I offered to our teacher, who was tapping the corner of a metal ruler on her workbench with a perplexed look on her face. “At like, 8:10. They got here really early. And then they [...]

In Perpetuity And Throughout The Universe

Tuesday, March 24th, 2009

A month or so ago, The Babes in Boinkland were invited to audition for America’s Got Talent. The audition would be an hour long, and if we passed it, the second audition would be in front of the America’s Got Talent Official Panel of Judges (read: David Hasselhoff).
I had just joined the Babes the [...]

Shoes In Boinkland

Thursday, March 19th, 2009

1.) You have always considered yourself a flats kind of girl, for a multitude of reasons both form and functional. You walk everywhere, for one. Uninjured feet are essential. You’re completely satisfied with your height, for another — and secretly feel pretty pleased with yourself when someone looks up to ask “are you wearing heels?”, [...]

Calling Mister Yuk

Tuesday, March 17th, 2009

The tricky thing about it was, I felt completely fine — until I left the bathroom. I had been scrubbing the shower for maybe half an hour, going into the grout with Soft Scrub and then bleach, letting it sit while I wiped down the sink and toilet, then scrubbing again. The cats had tried [...]

Maybe There’s Some Kind of Something?

Monday, March 9th, 2009

I’m in two book clubs because I love and require deadlines, especially for things I enjoy doing. Actually, in one of these book clubs, out of ten or fifteen women I only really know one of them — since the woman who initially introduced me to said book club stopped going almost immediately after said [...]