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So here’s where sleep deprivation is Effing. Dangerous.

I just went over a concrete curb.

No reason. I wasn’t speeding or anything, just cruising into a parking lot at like 10 mph and BUMPSCRAPEBUMPWTF!

I’m too scared to get out of my car to check the damage so I’m just sitting here. Trying to stay calm.

Plus I feel really embarrassed so I’m waiting until anyone who could have seen me has cleared the area.

Jesus I hope I get some sleep tonight.

I bought this shirt years ago. I thought I’d wear it to bars and concerts. I never thought I’d be wearing it to take my toddler to the zoo.

But there you have it, a suburban mom who doesn’t give a damn that it’s three days past laundry day.

Rock on.

I bought this shirt years ago. I thought I’d wear it to bars and concerts. I never thought I’d be wearing it to take my toddler to the zoo.

But there you have it, a suburban mom who doesn’t give a damn that it’s three days past laundry day.

Rock on.

Gratuitous picture of my writing group.

(I look writerly, not weird. WRITERLY.)

Gratuitous picture of my writing group.

(I look writerly, not weird. WRITERLY.)

I finished assembling my writing desk today and:

1. It only took me three days,

2. I only had 1 screw left over, and

3. I only put one part on backwards.

The point is: I turned our dining room into my own personal office.

I finished assembling my writing desk today and:

1. It only took me three days,

2. I only had 1 screw left over, and

3. I only put one part on backwards.

The point is: I turned our dining room into my own personal office.

I put on weight while my brother was in town so now I have an ass.

Yesterday I wore a thong and minidress and the unaccountably windy day did me the favor of flashing said ass as I came out of Target.

Half of Buffalo has seen my ass now.

Fin.

I put on weight while my brother was in town so now I have an ass.

Yesterday I wore a thong and minidress and the unaccountably windy day did me the favor of flashing said ass as I came out of Target.

Half of Buffalo has seen my ass now.

Fin.

No central air conditioning

Which, no big deal right? We live in Buffalo. It’s only summer for 90 days.

But at 2 a.m. when you can’t sleep because it feels like you’re trying to nap in an oven, it’s a big fucking deal!!

Plus we can’t open windows because wasps keep pushing their way under the screen.

I miss winter.

Five for Friday

I was AWOL for a week. This is why.

Also, we moved!

There is no sanctuary.

But if there were, it’d be right here, all alone, painting walls, listening to music, disappearing into myself.

There is no sanctuary.

But if there were, it’d be right here, all alone, painting walls, listening to music, disappearing into myself.