I may still be writing, but I have the perfect logo for the production company that is going to produce this 80ish minute program or hell, why not a mini-series?

saga will have to wait until the morning. drama – is still unfolding and I am tired. we are definitely moving away from a 22 minute sitcom into a 80ish minute special

I’m watching Dominic today. He stole my spot when I got up. When I returned, I tried to move him back to the middle and reclaim my spot. He looked at me, straight in the eyes, and said, “I was here first.” Wow. He’s 2.

but no time in which to write it. in the wise words of Wilson Phillips, “hold on …”

Kristine came over unannounced today. She sent Sidney to the door. I was still in my pjs and I didn’t care if Sidney saw me in my unwashed state, so I invited her inside. Sid had some stuff to drop off and some stuff to pick up. I sent her home with 2 bottles of wine for her parents, which I was going to walk out to the car for her, still in my pjs. I stepped off of the porch and find that Kristine has introduced herself to our new neighbor and had the balls to say, “hey, Julie, this is Blake.” I was like, “um, nice to meet you, I will come over and properly introduce myself when I’m not in my pjs.” I could have died. I told Joe about the malfeasance and told him that I’d take over some wine when I cleaned up. He was like, no, maybe they don’t drink. You should make cookies. Kristine is going to be making those fucking cookies. 🍪

ass.

The good news is that I’m back on the treadmill when the weather is too icky at the beach to walk. The bad news is for my neighbors. I sing along with my iPod at the top of my lungs when I’m on it. And I’m tone deaf. It can’t be pretty. But life is easier when you’re thinner, so they can suck it

someone with my sense of humor merchandised the cards in the liquor department at Vons. nothing says “cope” better than a 40. I wonder if they have brown paper bags?

I feel a certain responsibility for the well-being of my sister. Even though she’s almost 37. I worry. So, when a call drops and I can’t get a hold of her for a couple of hours, well, text messages like this get sent

everyone has a secret that would break your ❤. how incredibly upsetting is that? what if someone has more than one??? sad. need to read something happy.