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24 August 2008 : A Short List
Reasons I have decided I was born 30 years too late:
1. A picture of a guy with a bandanna wrapped around his forehead Willie Nelson style, with a handlebar mustache and mirrored sunglasses - it made me a little warm. In my pants place.
2. I'd like to buy the world a Coke made with real sugar.
3. Housing costs near Columbia University 2008 vs 1978.
4. Relative danger of being raped and murdered while hitchhiking across the states, 2008 vs 1978.
5. Tragedy of missing out on the heyday of catchwords like "boss" and "rad."
6. Were I 55, this would not be so out of control:
Good Morning, Grammaw!
posted by lindsay at 15:24 :: 5 comments
22 August 2008 : at last.
Happy One Year Deep Vein Thrombosis Anniversary to ME!
In one hour and eight minutes, I will swallow my last ever dose of blood thinning rat poison.
And then I have to just switch to aspirin for the rest of my life, but HEY, you know how the alarm on my phone goes off at 9pm every single night, and every single night everyone gets annoyed and someone (usually me) says "Is it nine o'clock already? CRAZY!"
Well, that part's over.
I am in the middle of a precariously redesign, and have much to say, should I ever find the time to say it (which looks...vaguely likely).
I'm doing my best, but for right now let's all celebrate that I can ride on Fingers' motorbike without fearing for the brain hemorrhage I will have regardless of the awesomeness of his extra helmet. Just sayin'.
posted by lindsay at 19:47 :: 1 comments
Reasons I have decided I was born 30 years too late:
1. A picture of a guy with a bandanna wrapped around his forehead Willie Nelson style, with a handlebar mustache and mirrored sunglasses - it made me a little warm. In my pants place.
2. I'd like to buy the world a Coke made with real sugar.
3. Housing costs near Columbia University 2008 vs 1978.
4. Relative danger of being raped and murdered while hitchhiking across the states, 2008 vs 1978.
5. Tragedy of missing out on the heyday of catchwords like "boss" and "rad."
6. Were I 55, this would not be so out of control:
Good Morning, Grammaw!
Labels: Old grandma
posted by lindsay at 15:24 :: 5 comments
22 August 2008 : at last.
Happy One Year Deep Vein Thrombosis Anniversary to ME!
In one hour and eight minutes, I will swallow my last ever dose of blood thinning rat poison.
And then I have to just switch to aspirin for the rest of my life, but HEY, you know how the alarm on my phone goes off at 9pm every single night, and every single night everyone gets annoyed and someone (usually me) says "Is it nine o'clock already? CRAZY!"
Well, that part's over.
I am in the middle of a precariously redesign, and have much to say, should I ever find the time to say it (which looks...vaguely likely).
I'm doing my best, but for right now let's all celebrate that I can ride on Fingers' motorbike without fearing for the brain hemorrhage I will have regardless of the awesomeness of his extra helmet. Just sayin'.
Labels: it's a sickness, Old grandma
posted by lindsay at 19:47 :: 1 comments