Posts Tagged ‘FML’
Drippity Drop
Posted by: justine on: Wed, 02/9/11
8th February 2011 Dear Diary, Today, I learned how to open a can of sardines using, not a can opener, but a humble regular kitchen knife. Oh sweet, sweet success. Love, J P.S. I still have all ten of my fingers. P.P.S. I hope that wasn’t my blood on the kitchen counter.
Not A Coincidence
Posted by: justine on: Mon, 12/6/10
I spent thirty minutes of my supposed work hours typing a blog entry that could’ve been one of the most personal and heartfelt entries I could’ve posted on this site. Type, type, type. Pause, read, edit. Type, type, type. For whatever stupid reason, I accidentally closed the Notepad window and being the preoccupied, I-hope-no-one-sees-I’m-not-working lass that [...]
Zero
Posted by: justine on: Wed, 10/20/10
Running low on creative juices, scoring high on Googlarity. Them silly ideas keep hiding from me. Why, Iddy? Why barf on me now?
Note-Booth: Not today, Dear.
Posted by: justine on: Thu, 09/23/10
I feel like a fake Snow White who adopted two extra dwarves named Shitty and Crappy. They’re twins, by the way. And they’re a freakin’ pain in the ass. Hey, I warned you.
I thought I could be friendly.
Posted by: justine on: Wed, 09/8/10
On my way to work, a grandma was looking at me like I spilled milk on her 50-year-old quilt. I hate milk and I’m pretty sure she doesn’t have a quilt, so I smiled at her. She raised an eyebrow and walked away. Hello Wednesday.
