mimi smartypants
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Archive for February 2000

huh?

eeeegle squeegle argh blek scroom. I have had nary a minute today without some work-related crisis. Where, oh where, is my nice cold gin and tonic? I could use one.Either that or some nice, refreshing crack.Happy Leap Day, Year, whatever.nothing to say,—m. smartypants

can I be a cartoon?

Eeek, Monday. I wasn't ready. I've been here working for hours and I'm still not ready.Saturday we went to this record store in my neighborhood that's run by Heather McAdams (a cartoonist and filmmaker: her stuff's in the Chicago Reader occasionally). She was showing 2 hours' worth of Tex Avery cartoons on 16-mm. That much […]

enormous toddler and some more goth bullshit

The sky's all gray and the sky's all drippy, it's like some old nasty dishcloth or something outside, and may I just say that I love it. “happy when it rains…” and no, not the Garbage song but The Jesus and Mary Chain. From Darklands. Are you with me? I still love TJMC…Psychocandy was a […]

eeek, a personal journal entry

This journal seems really light and airy sometimes. I have the perfect life, husband, job, and social life. Amusing things happen to me. Etc.And that's true, to a certain extent. But sometimes I wonder if I purposely ignore the darker stuff. Most of it was in the past, which is my rationale for not including […]

I'm a sucker for a sob story

We had yet more people over for a fondue party on Friday night. I know, I know, it's becoming a cliche with us. Leave me alone. It went quite wonderfully, melted cheese and lots of wine (including some of the good Sancerre we smuggled home from Paris) and a huge antipasto tray. Sorbet for dessert. […]

live from Center City

This is one of those weird days when I don't really have that much work to do. A lull in the production schedule.I shouldn't even type those words, as then karma dictates that a huge pile of evil tasks will suddenly flood the in-box. Ever read The Good Earth? Remember how the parents never wanted […]

my own private Food Network

Um, yeah—Valentine's Day. The less said about that the better. Although LT and I do have a plan to go out for wonderful greasy bad-for-you Mexican food, I refuse to give too much time and energy to this Hallmark holiday. I bought some red hots for LT though. He likes the worst candy. The more […]

LCS #1 and #2

Yes, it's been a while. Gotta get back in the diary groove. I've been working a lot, going out a lot, etc. So instead of a proper, linear-narrative kind of entry today, here's a collection of glib and unrelated tidbits until I “get my head together” (to quote some stinkin' hippies).Talking Heads is the best […]

no porn for me, thanks, I've got ADHD

Meeting A. in mere moments for wine and tapas. This particular tapas bar is in fact directly across the street from a topless bar. So the old joke applies. (Although this particular River North topless bar insists on calling itself a “gentleman's club.” Um, yeah. Right.)I've been to strip clubs and aside from any philosophical […]