Tagged with woe is me

What does “outside” look like?

So far, 2010 has been bitchin’… if your definition of bitchin’ involves coughing and sneezing and aching and not leaving the house except for about 45 minutes since Thursday afternoon. I can’t believe I’ve spent the first weekend of the last year of the decade wearing essentially the same clothes. Also, my brother isn’t back … Continue reading »

Thanks for nothing, Columbus.

As I walked to the T this morning, the streets seemed awfully empty. The clickety-clack of my heeled boots was echoing loudly through the square as I approached the T station. Like in a scary movie, when the protagonist realizes she’s the last person left in town after a terrible zombie/alien/terrorist attack. Then I realized: NO … Continue reading »

I’m so tired.

You know that Beatles song? It’s on the White Album… I’m so tired, I haven’t slept a wink I’m so tired, my mind is on the blink I wonder should I get up and fix myself a drink No, no, no. All weekend, I just wanted to sleep. “Have a lie-in,” as the Brits would … Continue reading »

ow.

I need to whine for a few minutes and it’s too early to call my mom. My throat hurts. And my ears hurt. It’s 5:00 in the morning and I’m up – because the pain of swallowing was enough to rouse me from sleep. So I’ve made a cup of lemon ginger tea and am … Continue reading »