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Monthly Archives: April 2009
“twaaaang” = OW!
So, I’m always finding new ways of being reminded that I’m getting old and feeble. This leg/butt evil i.t. band/hamstring thing I have was getting better for a while, but for every day where it seemed to get better there’s … Continue reading
Can you die from a broken ass?
So, healthy living sucks out loud. Hear that, across the room? That whistling noise? That’s healthy living. SUCKING. I’ve been working at being healthier for a while now. Nothing too huge. First I just didn’t pig out on everything I … Continue reading
Typical Conversation
This is how Jeff & I talk to each other: I was leaning on Jeff while we were watching television when the remote he was holding slipped out of his hand and whacked me on the head. Not a big … Continue reading
Wasting time, energy, and making a phone sales-guy cry.
It’s been a tough week. My birthday was Wednesday, as you can see from the previous post. I turned 35. It was painful, and while I’m glad it’s over my relief is tempered by the fact that it’s gonna suck … Continue reading
Accumulated stuff.
When you’re a kid, your birthday’s about getting presents. Later on, if you’re the kind of person you should be, you learn that giving can be more fun. This is a birthday gift to my friends and family – there’s … Continue reading
Oh say can you see me lip synching…
Another fun little biographic factoid: When I was incarcerated going to high school at Grenville Christian College, the private boarding high school in Brockville run by the bananas religious right, I had a lot of time on my hands. After … Continue reading
Dignity optional.
Mom sent me a card and present for my birthday. The card was nice and her present fits, but I don’t see myself wandering about Vancouver in a set of adult-medium “Disney certified” mouse ears.
Mortality… well, it just sucks.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve never handled the turning over of my personal odometer. Whenever I have my birthday (April 8th, for those headed to the Hallmark store, thanks very much) I get very stressed and depressed. … Continue reading