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1.28.2004
i'm not the kind of person who would steal from the place they work at. i'm not sure about places i don't work, but in general i'm just too lazy to bother. now, being that kind of person, i still have to say that IF i were that kind of person, i could commit some pretty serious grand theivery at work. just today i'm leafing through these portfolios of giant Warhols, one of which could easily become "misplaced" and no one would be the wiser. i'm not certain what those things are worth because he fucking cranked 'em out like shits on a shingle, but still, it's Andy Warhol, come on.
now just to reiterate my position, i'm not a theif, just entertaining the dark side so it doesn't start feeling neglected and declares war.
:: Shericat 5:14 PM [+] :: speak
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1.25.2004
i must say that, among other things, being married has made me forget how much getting dumped fucking sucks. of course, this was by a friend, not a lover, so that's very different, but if you know me at all then you know that i tend to put just as much emotional intensity into my friendships as i do any other relationship. this time it was this girl i work with who i thought was initially going to be a new bosom buddy to fill that void that exists where the only women in my life are all at least 100 miles away. i think i have a problem relating to most other women, they all end up seeming so catty and fussy and i simply cannot deal with shopping unless it involves gourmet cheese and/or organic vegetables - all fine reasons for morgan to love me but otherwise useless in the world of female bonding. most of the time it doesn't really bother me because i just remind myself of how much girls get on my fucking nerves like nails on a chalkboard, but it can be lonely too. so the case in point involved this girl who is just smart and witty and funny as they come, shit got weird, and her reaction is ultimately to push me out of her radar altogether, which cuts far deeper than is she simply hated me. there is seriously nothing i can do about it, and i still have to deal with her every day, and in a position of authority so i have to be even more the shit-eating smiley fuckwad who pretends like nothing ever happened. this is when life sucks. the upshot is that it's making me painfully aware of how precious the few friends i do have are to me. i will make all of you more chocolates just for putting up with my shit on a daily basis.
:: Shericat 7:35 PM [+] :: speak
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1.20.2004
so we're onto week two of the whole sobrieity/detox kick, and i must say it's going far better than i had imagined. we went to this fun little Afghan restaurant last weekend and sat on the floor to eat the yummiest little yammy-squashy-custardy fried things. then on saturday we saw Joanna's newest production, about 1/2 of a play about a girl looking for her dead mother. just look at her site, it explains it better than i can, plus you can see the pretty pretty pictures that my very own husband took! and yes, those are human-sized chickens. - there were also lots of puppets and sparkly purple stuff on the floor and it was really rather astounding. this weekend we're going to some raw bar to eat, well, raw food, that should be interesting. oh, and matt, the forwarding thingy for dadpad es no worka no more - can you send the new url so i can change it? thanks.
:: Shericat 4:44 PM [+] :: speak
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1.04.2004
ok, so day four of no smokey/no drinkey and god, this sounds so pathetic, but i cannot believe how easily i sleep through the night when i'm not going to bed with a few or more beers in me. now, morgan and i drink a lot, i won't try to make excuses for that, but it's mostly a few beers most nights, not like we're getting totally sloshed every waking moment, although that does sound an awful lot like rationalizing/excuse bullshit, whatever, i don't see YOU not drinking for a month!
but really, it's nice having a clear head, having evening productivity of whatever sort not delineate into drunken gibberish on the couch to the tune of the Family Guy. what's even better is that all the money we'll no longer be pouring down our throats we will now use to see more shows and stuff our faces with fine, fine food, and buy trinkets for each other and probably an extra comic book binge this month. so whoopee to no booze! the cigarette thing, incidentally, is going far better than expected, part of which i blame on the head cold i've got and part of which is due to the lack of booze, tobacco's evil twin. bad part is that i bought those stupid lozenges and then got scared of how they might taste and never tried them, but now don't really feel the need for assistance, so i have to skulk back into the pharmacy and try to get them to refund my moolah for an opened but not tampered with box of Nicoderm lozenges. on the fairly good chance that they don't take them back, i just know someone out there would like a discounted box of lozenges. any takers can leave me a note by being a "chicken". that's what that "chickens" thing does down there, by the way, since no one seems to use it. ever. don't think i don't take notice. i notice EVERYthing.
:: Shericat 8:29 PM [+] :: speak
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1.02.2004
well i finally got it together enough to put up a page of just some of the kagillions of pictures i've taken since we bought our fancy-schmancy digital toy. so here's the christmas party hosted by the lovely and talented Helen. the thumbnails look a little funny because i'm lazy and they're all the same size or ratio or some such thing, but it you click on them you can see them in all their glory.
yay xmas!
:: Shericat 6:57 PM [+] :: speak
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