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Unnecessary Dramatics: November 2007
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Wednesday, November 28, 2007. From me, to me. I tend to buy clothes for my nearest relations; I'm the only one who loves clothes, but everybody's gotta wear 'em. You'd think my gay (ballroom dancing) brother could put together an outfit, but he is woefully unskilled in that department. I'll have to haul him to the mall sometime soon and overhaul his collection of jeans, because they're truly tragic. Thursday, November 22, 2007. It's the first snow of the year. Rare blood. I've been reading. By Christophe...
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Unnecessary Dramatics: we will still need a song
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Friday, September 14, 2007. We will still need a song. No fantasy funeral is complete without a guest list! Anyway, by the time I'd gotten around to picking out some appropriate music (and then gotten distracted by remembering my favourite scenes from. I was feeling improved enough to relocate to the couch, and then soon to go on a chocolate run. The long and the short of it is, I'm still alive, but you're all invited to my funeral, whenever it may be. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Unnecessary Dramatics: July 2008
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Saturday, July 19, 2008. I’m sitting in my unair-conditioned apartment, checking Craigslist for writing/editing jobs, and it only just occurred to me that it was a completely unorganic and possibly ridiculous way to look for a job. I haven’t done anything that could prove to any objective person that I can write well; while I’ve been told I can, and I think I can as well, I have no concrete proof. Plus, I would need an entirely new wardrobe. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The prospect of European adventures.
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Unnecessary Dramatics: what good curse can you throw?
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Sunday, December 02, 2007. What good curse can you throw? I'm drunk and salty (read: sassy and profane) tonight, so bear with me. I pretty much told off a bunch o' jerks from my past, and I'm feeling good. What a week. It seemed like it was going to be good, but then it trainwrecked; it evened out, in a trainwrecky way (hard to explain; bear with me), and here I am, drunk and blogging and angry. Did I mention that I wasn't invited? Can that guy get me some cheddar biscuits? Also, I hope you feel better.
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Unnecessary Dramatics: June 2007
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Saturday, June 30, 2007. In which I spoil Star Wars (so don't read if you've been living under a rock), and show how nerdy I am. Of course, at some point I wake up when I hear the DVD menu's soundtrack looping incessantly, and I have to crawl to the foot of my bed and turn off the player, but usually that doesn't wake me up enough to make it hard for me to fall back asleep immediately. Anyway, last night it was. Return of the Jedi. Return of the Jedi. Revenge of the Sith. For me. Also the "NOOOOooooo...
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Unnecessary Dramatics: September 2007
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Monday, September 24, 2007. Even you have to win sometimes, dear. News flash: It appears that working for seven days a week is not good for the psyche. And so I have decided to end my professional relationship with the Meat Palace. Anyway, since I'm quitting the MP, I'm looking forward to having a little spare time. I might even DATE. The world is my mollusk; the possibilities are endless (well, restricted to the two days off I'll have per week). Friday, September 14, 2007. We will still need a song.
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Unnecessary Dramatics: August 2008
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Saturday, August 09, 2008. Yesterday, at my temp placement, I had a little freak-out (internally; no fax machines were ACTUALLY harmed). So instead of getting dolled up and going to my friend's cousin's condo to meet a promised "cute guy," I stayed home, watched a movie about a future dystopian society (. And painted my nails dark purple. Being a drama queen is quite the rollercoaster of emotions. Office life is more likely to turn me into an alcoholic than beer wenching was. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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