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And also, I’ve decided that for Christmas I’m going to get a tattoo. Or another loop ear peircing. But leaning toward tattoo. Celebrate the push to 30.
And also, I’ve decided that for Christmas I’m going to get a tattoo. Or another loop ear peircing. But leaning toward tattoo. Celebrate the push to 30.
I’m sitting here in bed listening to Tom Waits and sending off my resume rather randomly to admin and project assistant jobs posted on Monster.com. Damn, I remember when making $32K a year sounded like a lot of money. Then, of course, I picked up a bunch of student loans. Funny how that works. I’m
Another Wednesday Night Read More »
Downside to heading to the beach for a day and bringing a Kelly Link book? I misjudged my flipping-over rate (it was just so much more comfortable to read while lying on my stomach). Hence, one of those nasty sunburns on the backs of the knees, the small of the back, the backs of the
Good Morning, Chiklits Read More »
My local writing colleague, Mary Anne Mohanraj, has a bunch of book-related events going on here in Chicago, including a reading at Women & Children First Bookstore, which, as I learned today, has been having a shitty sales summer now that the local Borders has opened up. Swing by and show some support for Mary
Book Launch: Bodies in Motion Read More »
Blew off work completely. I’m going to the beach with a blanket, a copy of Kelly Link’s Magic For Beginners, Singularity Sky by Charlie Stross, a notepad, and fucking enjoying myself. But before that, I’m going to go buy some pancakes at the local pancake house, deposit my tax refund, and buy something decadent from
Fuck It, I’m Going to the Beach Read More »
It has been a hellish weekend here at hacienda Chicago. My roommate awoke this morning to realize she’d overslept and missed her plane flight, and I overslept so I could miss a couple hours of work because it fucking blows and we both did a bunch of rollcoaster stuff with our respective partners this weekend.
The Madness That is My House Read More »
Matt Cheney’s got notes from ReaderCon up: Day One Day Two I gotta get to more Cons. World Fantasy’s in Madison this year…
Well, fuck. The bank and post office are fucking closed now, and I had errands to run. Have I mentioned how exhausted and sleep-deprived I was this week? Dammit. I need another three days for sleeping.
It is 3pm, and I Have Just Gotten Up Read More »