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randy jackson

we are all going to miss you very much, mr. jackson
“buck up, little chipper”

randy jackson

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smoking is bad…


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wow…

so it took a bit longer than i expected (three hours), but i’m finally on wordpress instead of movable type. plus, the stagger inn’s posts have been combined with the the new tofallfromgrace.com : the blog posts resulting in a somewhat bulky, but historically accurate, account of my life for the past few years…design elements will come next. hopefully within the next month, but don’t hold your breath. really…just don’t.

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um….srsly

this space intentionally left blank

because i’m too busy to blog

srsly

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as a sentient being…

i have every right to change my mind about dating…

it’s not a bad thing…

not at all…*grin*

i might just give it a go, can’t live in vacuum forever, it’s just not fun…

oh, and by the way - looks like the the old blog is back online for whatever reason….www.thestaggerinn.us. take a look at the martini-soaked place while it’s still around, kids.

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being single…

isn’t nearly as bad as i thought it might be. for those not in the know, i’ve been single for quite a while. since january 27th, to be exact. you know that moment that you know that it’s all downhill from there? yeah, that was the day. the why i will keep to myself, but that is definitely the exact day my most recent relationship died.

here’s the thing…being single this time around has not sucked…it’s actually been quite…well, amazing, to say the least.

a coworker gave me this book a while ago. i took it as a sweet gesture but didn’t think that i would be one of those people that would need a self-help book. after all, my relationship has been over for a very long time, it was just the actual official “breakup” that took a while longer. okay, a whole hell of a lot longer.

in any case, i had a sad moment

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and finally sat down and read the book (it’s called a breakup because it’s broken). cover to cover; beginning to end and then beginning to end again. i realized i had already been doing a lot of the positive things the book suggested. working out, seeing friends, eliminating any and all things that reminded me of my ex. how cool am i?

and then all of a sudden, just as the book stated, one day i wasn’t thinking of my ex anymore.

and then i started dating again.

and then i realized that although i was over my ex, dating is NOT what i want to be doing right now. especially since i just got the entire bed back to myself. how i have missed having the entire bed just to myself, without some lump taking up my space.

one day i will want to share my space again, but right now, it feels too good to have it all to myself. selfish? yes. do i care? no.

plus, i’ve been in love with someone for a very long time and have been in denial. time to be honest.

he’s from st. louis, he’s smart and oh-so-sexy…

oh, you know who it is…

sleep tight, kids

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does anyone else find it amusing…

that right at this moment the two top stories on yahoo’s “most popular” section right at this moment are “Starbucks to cut up to 12,000 jobs, close 600 stores” and “Study: World Gets Happier“?

to be fair, it appears that the “world gets happier” study came out yesterday while the starbucks announcement was made today…but still…

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my new favorite site…

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goodnight moon…

there are few things as luxurious and decadant and all-around satisfying as taking a long, hot shower and crawling into a bed with freshly laundered sheets and mountains of pillows.

i have a lot of pillows. just now realizing that i’m only one or two away from actual addiction. there are so many pillows that i’m tempted to hire a sherpa to help me find my way into and out of bed each day. navigating the maze-like bed at 5am after a night spent tossing and turning is like trying to find your way out of a six-person pileup at the cheese counter in whole foods.

with that, i bid you “adieu”. sleep sweet, kids.

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