mimi smartypants
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Archive for April 2000

in which I have a limited vocabulary

Yesterday the stupid salad bar in the stupid corporate cafeteria here made me sick. Like, bathroom sick. Yuck. Never again shall I partake of the stupid salad bar. I'm also making plans to strike against it on May Day. A General Strike Against the Salad Bar: Workers Unite!Tomorrow we go out to look at condos […]

get up offa that thing

A strange day with truly not a lot to do. I'm scared to say (type) that out loud, since karma dictates that a huge mass o' odious tasks will then shortly arrive in the in box. So how exactly does Joyce Carol Oates manage to put out 1 well-received novel a year? She's never been […]

oh my gosh it's turpentine!

I'm reading “The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle,” and it's pretty good, but not a lot is happening. Then again, why am I surprised that not a lot is happening in a Japanese novel.Went drinking with Sam (Sam the Friend, not Sam the Landlord) the other night and he came up with the most awesome phrase: “shackled […]

and we danced, and we danced, everyone look at your hands

Remember when, in my wonderful, boneheaded fashion, I wiped my makeup-covered fingers on my black jacket? And wrote about it here? Something almost as good occurred yesterday…I washed my hair and, instead of spritzing it with leave-in conditioner as I normally do, grabbed the first spritzer-type bottle on the counter and went to town on […]

Ah, shaddup already

Foggy here. Nice fog. Here little foggy!I'm losing it.Nothing happening. I was supposed to go to yoga last night but I felt kind of sickly so I went home and swallowed a boatload of echinacea. LT went to the laundromat and came home cranky and with a bag full of damp clothes. The machines were […]

he had no eyes! just eyebrows!

I'm waiting for a phone call from Sweden. I must resist the urge to sing the Muppet “Swedish Chef” song as this is a very important author.bork bork bork!—mimi smartypants

sweatin' to the oldies

I have a paper cut on my thumb, right where you use it to hit the spacebar. So I get this little jolt of discomfort approximately 10 times per second or so. How lovely.This weekend was very social and filled with food. Lots of eating various meals with various folks. Lots of Chilean read wine. […]