Taking Barbiturates to Survive the Arena

Currently, I am the worst wife ever. I was supposed to pre-order the ipad for the cop, and I was unable to get through to Apple.com for a few days, so I gave up. Apparently, my poor, poor husband won’t be getting his ipad (and I won’t be getting mine) until April. I guess I’ll … Read more…

Driving into Doomsday in the Pussy Wagon.

This past weekend was batshit crazy. Friday was headshots, Saturday was shopping, cleaning, and rehearsals ALL day, and Sunday was Elijah’s 4th birthday party. Elijah’s desire for a Kung Fu birthday party couldn’t have made the cop happier. This meant one thing to the cop–Chinese food–and a lot of it. Traditional Chinese food is QUITE … Read more…

Temporarily Eating Brains.

I started writing this post 20 minutes ago. I stopped because I was very busy playing games on my iphone. I could tell you I was doing pushups or 88 burpees in 7 minutes, or plyometric squats, but that is simply not true. I was sitting on my ass, trying to guess my sister’s drawing … Read more…

Hot Balls.

Ok, that’s it, I need to follow Meghann’s lead and install more memory on this macbook. I am OVER the spinning beachball of DOOM!! I just have to convince myself I can do it!! It’s like a pull up!! (oh wait, I can’t do that either.) I can still do it. I am sure of … Read more…