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Monthly Archive for September, 2007

Jim Morrison, you have no idea. Especially when you’re living in a house filled with polyurethane fumes. (Side note: MysteryMan would be so proud of me if he knew I just quoted Doors lyrics… his influence on me is unending.)
My influence on him on the other hand, is what coerced him into helping sand down [...]

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The alternate title for this post was “Master Disaster, Part XXIII” because as we all know, on Garrison Road, things always get worse before they get better.Let me just start out with this picture, because we’re all (Patti!) dying for pictures:
This is the soon-to-be office before:

Actually, when you look at it in a photograph it doesn’t look [...]

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Taking matters into my own hands.

I spent the last 48 hours taking something ugly and turning it into something beautiful. Sanding and staining and using powertools meant for men twice my size to operate.
This, above all else, is what I’m good at. Doing things that other people don’t think I can do… that half the time I don’t think I [...]

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Unique.

The only person I know who can eat a bagel for lunch and end up with cream cheese on her eyelashes? Me.

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Male Mentality

Me: No
MysteryMan: What do you mean, “no”?
Me: What do I usually mean when I say “no”?
MysteryMan: That I’m right and you don’t want to admit it.

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