son of a…
Take this quiz, then grow increasingly frustrated at the ones you miss. Insert slapping forehead and saying ‘I SOOO knew that.’
brrrr. It’s cold in here.
This sucks. I can almost hear the stampede of mice rushing to take shelter from the cold in our house. It became very evident when I found myself on a chair in the middle of the kitchen using a broom to take halting swings at one of the aforementioned rodents.
Open letter to those calling from area codes 305 and 905
Dear 305ers and 905ers,
Hi. My name is Nicole Swan, and my cell phone number is eerily similar to the national number for the Marriott. I am asking that, in the future, you take greater care in dialing when you are trying to reach the Marriott. I do not take reservations, I cannot [...]
ridiculous
I have way too many shoes. This picture is only a portion of my shoes — and this is after I threw away four pairs and designated another eight pair to be given away, tossed, sold, whatever.
The official tally of shoes:
3 pairs of boots
8 pairs of flip-flops
8 pairs of heels
4 pairs of running shoes
5 [...]
I’ve lost my will to live
At best I now have marginal will to live after spending a greater part of last night on the daunting, tangled web that is Compaq Technical Support. Two hours worth of options and rerouting and an unknown number of countries later, I had been disconnected many times. Right when I was teetering on [...]
The rise and fall of NKOTB
Last night I polished off yet another episode of I Love the 80s Strikes Back. Ok, let’s not kid ourselves. It was two episodes — 1989 and 1980 — and I had already seen 1980 twice before. In an effort to find more worthless TV to consume, I came across VH1 Classic. [...]
got job? um, no.
Some of you may have noticed that I’ve been in somewhat of a distemperate mood lately. My last two posts were a little less than the congenial, witty banter you’ve grown accustomed to.
I’ve been in the proverbial dumps. This whole being-unemployed-wondering-why-I-tried-so-hard-in-college thing is keeping me down. It stems from a conversation I [...]