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Work tends to fuck me off a lot more when I’m tired and irritated. I’m going to go do something useful and write. I’ve decided to take up meditating to control some of this anger and irritation and stress, cause it ain’t going away anytime soon. In the meantime, here’s some more Alaska-themed breathing space:

Dear Viagra guy: Shut the fuck up. I do not want to talk to you. In fact, after two days of up-and-down hysterical roommate antics, long hysterical conversations with the boyfriend last night, five more freaked-out e-mails from said boyfriend this morning, and an out-of-bed alarm at 5:30 in the morning, I really have NO

Because writing is healthy, and hot damn, this is turning out to be a great book. For your workaday breathing space, I give you random pics of Alaskan abodes, which I’ve been thinking of ever since I wrote this post:

I was at the gym yesterday and saw a guy there who was probably close to 400 lbs. Obviously, this doesn’t happen often, or it wouldn’t be cause for comment. He was diligently using the lat pulldown and a series of other pull-strength exercises. He used a balance ball to sit on because, well, the

It’s good to know that other writers felt like this: The teenage me was cast into deep, dark despair by this. On my seventeenth birthday I had a midlife crisis. There I was seventeen years old and still no novel published! I was a complete and utter failure! What was wrong with me?

Now go get the coffee. (via Jennifer)

Still bumbling around the house here. B was up at 3am to catch a flight back to NY, so I slept in a bit (as much as I hate my job, you almost can’t beat the flexibility). I need some more coffee. More later.

Now! With Photos!!

Superkewl. Starting today, I’ll be dual-blogging here and at VanderWorld for a couple weeks (I’m not double-posting. VW and BW will have different content), so check-in periodically. Who knows? It might even be interesting. (thanks for the reminder for a reminder, Scott)

Boston’s beloved pair of swans — feted by city leaders, residents, and tourists alike as one of the Hub’s most celebrated summer attractions — are a same-sex couple. Yes, scientific tests have shown that the pair, named Romeo and Juliet, are really Juliet and Juliet. Massachusettes is spreadin’ the gay! This proves it’s contagious. Interspecies