It’s not exactly been the fun, extroverted, smooch-laden weekend I’d planned. D. has some unpleasant stomach flu thing. I tried making my own fun last night with (the island of) Dr. Merlot; consequently, I feel acidic and only half-here this morning. Uh, I mean afternoon.
We’d planned to go see Sarah Vowell read at MIT this […]

Oh glorious day off, how I love you. I slept nine hours, thought about getting up, and rolled over and dozed for another two. Lots of weird dreams; Paris Hilton had a walk-on in one, but I don’t remember much else about it now.
Confession: with D. out of town, I watched “My Big Fat Obnoxious […]

. . . or so they say.
Tonight’s the first night since, what — July? — that D. and I’ve been apart, and already I’m feeling antsy. It’s bad timing all ’round, since hormonally I’m probably at my every-5-weeks gotta-have-it apex. I tried to divert my thoughts with figuring out how to remove the little bit […]

Last night I made butternut squash-ginger soup for dinner. It’s very satisfying to come home from work and hack at 5-pound butternut squash with a chef’s knife, slamming it against the countertop when the going gets tough. And have I mentioned how much I like my little Braun hand blender? It truly is the shit. […]

I’m in an uncharacteristically good mood today — I must have gotten enough sleep over the weekend or something. We mostly watched Monty Python DVDs (and the enormously disappointing Gilliam film Jabberwocky) and relaxed. Still had furnace problems, though the repairdude said that it should be replaced this week. Hope D. doesn’t have to endure […]