From the monthly archives:

November 2012

I don’t know

November 7, 2012

I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but something is definitely off. I don’t have my funny. And I know it. I know it. I go through my day and something will happen and I’ll know how my brain is supposed to work, it’s supposed to twist it a little and get some humor out […]

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The Color Orange

November 5, 2012

The other day I was playing mah jongg at a friend’s house and fell in love with her cat, an orange tabby. I’ve always wanted an orange tabby. I came home and told my husband my tale of woe. “What are you talking about?” he said, “Nicki is an orange tabby.” Here is a recent […]

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Please Help

November 4, 2012

You don’t want to read the post that I’ve been writing in my head. You don’t. Because it is about how even though we got our power back yesterday, I still think I smell urine everywhere. Did I type smell? I meant stench. I really missed flushing the toilet. A lot. Or the suggestions Mama […]

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I Live on the 11th Floor

November 1, 2012

OMFG, why do we live on the 11th floor? I may have asked Husbandrinka this a few dozen times in the past few days. Other philosophical questions I’ve posed to him in the days since we lost power because of that Frankenbitch Sandy include: “Why did you eat my hurricane snack sbefore the storm even […]

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