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I’ll Stop the World and Melt With You
Last night I spent 20 minutes online trying to figure out how to update Verizon with my new credit card. I had to go through multiple security hoops again and again. I couldn’t find what I was supposed to do … Continue reading
The Miracle Dress
I can’t remember if I ever wrote about this before. This is the magic dress. I wish I could take a better picture but you get the idea. This dress is at least 10 years old but it still looks … Continue reading
The Ten Chins of NW Portland
Bob and I went to see William Gibson at Powell’s this week. We’ve been to lots of popular readings here so we know the drill. We get there at least an hour early and take turns browsing while one of … Continue reading
Wonderin’ If I’ll Sleep
What was going on last night? I woke up at 1am, completely wide awake. I flopped around a little bit. Bob was too asleep to be entertaining. I was so hopelessly awake I finally got up and fiddled on the … Continue reading
Posted in doing it wrong, sleepless in Vancouver
Tagged fukoladola, I made this, killing time
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Out of Key With Your Sky
Portlandia Earlier this week I had a lunch date. I locked the office on my way out and noticed that my keychain looked weird. It seemed smaller. I kept looking at it trying to figure out what bauble had fallen … Continue reading
DEATH TO CLICKING
I’m in the process of updating my webcrap. I couldn’t finish today (long rant omitted) and I had to go back to my old theme or whatever b/c then new one does that thing where I’m supposed to click on … Continue reading
Posted in doing it wrong
Tagged everyone is stupid, fukoladola, getting stuff done, things I hate
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Catastrophic Failure Part II
Nope, I take it back. I was not being too dramatic yesterday. This whole thing went tragically bad. I basically lit $390 on fire. Actually, lighting it on fire might have been more fun. Good things: got to hang out … Continue reading
Catatrophic Failure
Okay, that’s a little dramatic. But today’s trip to the writers conference was not optimal and it’s kind of ironic since I wasn’t even planning on going and sort of talked myself into it at the last minute (before the … Continue reading