Moody Meow

Liberal, lunatic lassie, with mood swings and foot-in-mouth syndrome

Good Morning Me

There’s a space in all of us where we really find ourselves. It’s not the bombastic self, or the one who deals with shitty traffic and stupid working relationships. It’s the self that we keep for the quiet moments of deep examination, and I have to say, I missed her. I haven’t seen her since [...]

Day 28 – Mer

I did you wrong as a roommate and a friend. We were young, and I never apologized. I learned to  never let a man ruin a friendship. He wasn’t worth it.

Things to do for birthdays…

My birthday isn’t for another few months. July 24th, if you were curious. I’ve had parties, dinners, gatherings at the house, but this year we are going for different. Why ? Because we don’t have AC and I will need the fucking breeze. Instead of having the party at my house, I want to go [...]

One thing…

I’m going to be phone-scarce for a while. I smoke when I: play video games talk on the phone am stressed am manic am depressed need a break from the beagles hear other people smoking see other people smoking You get the picture. Have patience. I need this to work

Day 27 – Julie – Borders Manager

You tried to guide a store full of drug addicts, fuck-ups, and lost children. You did well to get out of the business of taking care of us, little gentle woman.

Political Bitchslap

Thwap – that’s what this would sound like. When I was half asleep, trying to wake up and uncurl myself from around a particularly cute pile of beagles, I listened to the morning talking heads chewing on this story with a kind of sick relish.  What do I think about this? Fucking duh! But I [...]

My fireplace smells like stinky cloves

That was the first thing I thought this morning when I woke up. How vile? How nasty? How could I smell or taste anything beyond that stench? How in the fuck am I going to get through residency without smoking? But my friend from work is quitting and I am trying to be supportive. And [...]

Day 26 – Mickey

My favorite uncle, talked to me like an adult and never understood why I didn’t “get” the drinking. I was horrified when I found out you used. It still bothers me.

Day 25 – German

Pronounced with a G, Chinese/Cuban, we kissed in the rain. I always wanted you as a friend because I knew I would destroy a relationship. You left anyway. Enjoy the silence.

Day 24 – Crystal Mike

So named for the gifts, not the drug use. My first geek admirer, too bad you were a creep and made my life hell. I traded in those D&D books asshole..

Day 23 – The Dogfather

You cried at my wedding and loved our children. A division grew, and I don’t know if it was your fear of my judgment or just inevitable distance when things change

Day 22 – Hannah

I worried, because you drank. You introduced me to D, when I still looked good in a skirt. If I saw you tomorrow, it would be as easy as it always was.

Day 21 – Teamaster Cat

Photographer, poet, friend, dreamer, lover of beagles and kitties, One day you will realize that your wings are perfect; all you need to do is believe in yourself enough to fly

Day 20 – Calie

Happy Belated. Great friend, separated as we are by a vast country, know your wisdom and encouragement always touch me. We drink too much, smoke too much, and laugh too hard.

Bad remodels are dangerous

When we moved into this house, we were excited. The pictures didn’t do the kitchen justice. It’s quite large. The granite counter tops, lovely. But once you live in a space, you find the dangerous bits, the areas where you should tread lightly for fear of rabid opossums or low-hanging ceilings just waiting for a [...]

Tagged with a time waster…and I love these things

I was negligent in linking back to Claire, who began this thing. Sorry And now, to the silliness…. What were you doing five years ago? May of 2003: 1) Living in the duplex in the Delaney Park neighborhood of Orlando. 2.) Still able to drink a gallon of wine with D without getting wicked hung [...]

Day 19 – Willow

Old roommate, scarred, scared,  victim and victimizer. You never bathed,  and were certifiable. I think you attacked Derek. I still don’t understand why you hated me.  Suicidal, silly, writer, now what?

Day 18 – M. Grandchamp

I wounded you, trounced on your feelings and you ignored my apologies. I respect your silence. Mom stopped asking about you years ago. I think she knew how shitty I was.

Happy Monday

Slept like shit Woke up and used the elliptical My girly bits are sore from yesterday’s ride. I decided not to wear bike shorts underneath my spiffy pants. Our home improvements from the weekend have made the house look better. We still have to put another screen door up on the back door. If it [...]

What a wonderful world

I haven’t taken a shower yet. I’m still covered in sweat, but my heart is full of joy. Why? D and I rode down to the waterfront and saw Obama’s speech. Okay, honestly, we heard it. There were an estimated 75k people down there, and I wasn’t about to beat people up for a good [...]

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