Fine Whine

You might as well stop.  You know I don't care anymore and you are just taking up space and being annoying.  You know, YOU KNOW, that on...

I am proud of my blog.  I am glad people read it.  I find  the stats fascinating.  I understand it is public.  There is stuff I have regrett...

Tomorrow is Easter.   There was a kind of a cute cartoon in B.C. today about it.  I like when they get the message across and don't labo...

I just read a blog and, in the person's remarks about who she was, she said, "I am a hole in the flute that Jesus' breath goes ...

I surf blogs. It makes me feel very good when I see a family where the mom and dad look like they are both good looking enough to deserve e...

My heart breaks for people who have a problem with alcohol, and believe me, I grew up in a household where the problems with alcohol were ex...

I don't know if it is how I was raised, or the size of my amygdala, or the mercury from the broken thermometer I played with, (you can m...

My stats say four people in Japan looked at my blog yesterday. I really would think they would have something better to do, but I am so fla...

Every thread I participate in grinds to a sudden halt as soon as I comment. Sometimes not immediately. Sometimes I tolerate two or three r...

One of the things that annoy me most of all is when people underestimate me. Sure I lead a pretty marginalized existence, trying to get the...

I hardly know where to start. I will ramble. I will control it. I am obsessed with the war in Afghanistan. I am obsessed with the Restrepo f...

Some words need redefining I think. What exactly is resentment anyway? Is it the feeling you get when you are constantly doing things you ha...

Major barrel of whine today... Today is Sunday. I had a lazy morning and read the paper and did a few batches of wash. Then, around two, I...

It is such a struggle some days, isn't it? Sometimes you just don't want to wake up. Sometimes you walk around like Katherine Hepb...

lying Current mood: pissed off ...

I just think I need to make a declaration, in case anyone ever happens to feel a little guilty about paying attention, which probably will ...

June 20, 2007, the spectrum of bitterness part two I have decided that I cannot do anything the simple way. I cannot be friend...

Warning: Dirty Laundry being aired. Don't like that? Don't read this... Today, ah, a beautiful, perfect day weather-wise. Tried to g...

All of us walk around thinking about the burdens we carry, the things we must do, the things that others depend on us for. My usual focus is...