I’m in one of those mid-life crisis in your twenties things. Maybe that means I’m dying at 56. We’ll see how it goes. There’s a point in one’s life where self-respect becomes a crucial element and I’ve hit it.  It’s so important to me right now that I’m leaping into an abyss and I don’t know where I’ll come out.  I want to write but there’s never enough Time if I must pay bills as well.  That’s never a good excuse.  You should always make … Continue reading


I am the kind of person who calls her work and then hangs up just to find out who’s there.  Well, today.  Our schedules this December have been, to put it mildly, straight-up trippin’ y’all! And to put it normally, “a little all over the place”, so I called this morning in fear that I was actually supposed to already be there.  When I called, it wasn’t (a) me, or (b) no one who answered, but rather (c) someone else.  What a relief.  I could … Continue reading

Bring on Novembrrr… 3 Rs.

It’s almost the end of another year.  The next two months will be sheer hell by the usual standards, but I’m willing to try and make the best of it. (PLZLETMEGETABETTERJOBBYNEXTCHRISTMASSEASON.) Two months seems like a long time, but it’s not.  I remember the end of August like it was yesterday.  Casey got spayed and then she peed and barfed all the live-long night.  See?  Easy recollection.  Two months from now is almost here. Before New Year’s Eve, however, there are four (4) birthdays in … Continue reading

I strongly advise you listen to Modern Guilt by Beck if you haven’t lately. Especially while driving and not texting. Ambition and motivation. As someone living on this particular place in the world, I have the privilege of having just about everything I need and still being too lazy to go out and claim it. Domesticated life is wonderful but is easy to slump into and settle. What about dreams and goals? Where did those go? I like to blame my college experience on destroying … Continue reading

Are you there, Dan? It’s me, Nikki.

More and more I realize, I am a professional thief-babysitter.  My job is to watch people try and steal and to stare them down and not directly state that they are stealing because that would be accusing them of what they are doing and for some reason that’s a faux-pas in the retail biz. [GETMETHEHELLOUT] Despite this, it turns out I’m gradually becoming an adult after all. Miklos and I are buying a house and adopting a child from Zimbabwe.  Or so this junk mail … Continue reading

Star of Wonder

Only half our latest string of lights is working. This is the way I’m trending lately. I buy a string of Christmas lights, half of them explode. It’s happened now for half the lights on our tree at my apartment, and now that I strung some lights around the window at Miklos’s, half seem to have died there too. Strange phenomenon. I just drank some Dr. Pepper because I bought a bottle for 99 cents, and even though I don’t like pop most of the … Continue reading

I need to quit all my jobs. Only one by choice and hatred; the one I have out of obligation to living and breathing. Actually I like one of the remaining two I will have come January. It’s not so bad. Except that I get about four (4) hours a week there. So really, I could stick with having two jobs, if I only had a proper schedule and the promise that most of the time, my sanity would be preserved. It’s my day off, … Continue reading

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