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April 13, 2005

What's the plural of dumbass? Dumaii?

1. You know what would be great? It would be great if I did not have to take my car into the shop once a week. Yeah that would be great. Almost as great as finding a naked man named Armando ... or maybe Jake ... doing the dishes for you, and then begging you to let him clean the toilet. Oh, wait, I must be having an acid trip! Because THAT could really happen. HA! Anyway, I had to take my Jeep back to the mechanic yesterday, the same mechanic who FIXED my smog problem for $800 a mere two weeks ago but apparently BROKE something else. I should probably take my car somewhere else, but the mechanic is cute and also, in case you did not get the memo, I am a dumbass.

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You may be asking yourself, Self, what was wrong with her Jeep this time? I asked myself that as well. So I looked at my invoice. There, I discovered what the diagnosis was:

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Yes, indeed. My car had the great misfortune of ... being broken.

2. You know what else would be great? It would be great if filling up the tank of my brokedown Jeep did not cost me more than a pair of Ugg boots. Because while Star magazine keeps trying to tell folks that Uggs are out of style, no one in Los Angeles is paying them one bit of attention. We are, however, getting royally screwed on gas prices.

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Or maybe this is all a plot by the government to make Californians so broke they cannot buy more Uggs, thereby stopping the trend. Marnie commented that in some parts of Los Angeles close to the Marina, gas prices are going over THREE DOLLARS a gallon. We Californians officially pay more for gasoline than anyone else in the United States, including Hawaiians. How is it that gas is cheaper in Hawaii where you have to tank that stuff out on a boat across hundreds of miles of ocean? Can anyone explain this to me? I totally blame this on George Bush. I love to blame things on him. And Mr. X. Damn them both.

3. While I was getting my broken car unbroken, I walked across the street to the Studio City Bookstar and of course you know what section I was in, right?

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Oh, just kidding. You know I was really over in the self-help aisle getting my crazy on. All those self-help books are written for women, and basically they all have the exact same theme ("Learning To Love The Fucked-Up Man.") Apparently other women have noticed this trend and decided to take back the self-help aisle:

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4. Annie Modesitt wrote about my blog entry on her blog. I told ya'll we were BEST FRIENDS. Just ignore the thing she wrote in my comments about getting a restraining order on me, she's was just joshing. What a sense of humor. We're BFF! L.Y.L.A.S., Annie! (Oh, you may not know what that means, but ask your eight-year old, she will.) (Because I have the maturity of an eight-year-old, apparently.)

5. My Mystery Knitted Cat Thingamajig is going just fine, except that even though I painstakingly measured the gauge, I may have been drinking, and it may be too big.

6. Luckily, I have really enormous cats.

7. I will likely cry when I realize I have spent over $1000 on my Jeep this month.

8. I will likely die alone in a debtor's prison.

9. On Monday, I was stalking all my imaginary friends online, and I embarrassed myself on someone's blog, AGAIN. Also, I did not know it was against Blog Etiquette to post responses on your own blog. I blame this on ya'll for not telling me. In my defense, I did not know the Blog Law. And also, in my defense, I am a dumbass. When I finally figured out how to install movable type I almost peed my pants. Then, when people finally left comments, you know. I was so excited! Pee, pee, pee! Then I posted back, on my own comments, because we're all just having a conversation, right? I did not know this was wrong. What do you think? What do ya'll do? Do you email people? How does this work? For the love of God, people, tell me!

10. Apparently some people have their website all set up so it emails them when comments are left. I do not have this. (See: "I am a dumbass" above.) A few folks have emailed me off a comment I left them and I just assumed they were a bunch of rad hackers with mad skillz. I did not know The Blog Law.

11. Either my clothes all shrunk, or I have gotten fatter.

12. Isn't it funny how your clothes all shrink at once? My dryer must be a powerful thing.

13. Now I am afraid to leave comments here, or anywhere.

14. That won't stop me, though!

15. Yesterday was Mr. X's birthday. I didn't know what to do. We aren't divorced yet and he has a girlfriend and it's all a big old mess. And you wonder why I drink. But it's his birthday and for the past ten years I have celebrated it. So I called and left him a brief "happy birthday!" message. Then I felt like a dumbass. (Again.) Then I wondered where he was that he couldn't answer a happy birthday call from me, his wife of many years, who once made him a cake out of snickerdoodles. Then I felt myself going to the bad place and promptly bought stuff I cannot afford online to make myself feel better.

16. Jennifer at JenLa meme'd me. Ok, here goes. What I did on my summer vacation: Oh wait, wrong question! Why I love my job: I love my job because I have great hours and have a really kind boss. Plus, I have a cool title, Art Director. "Put the art there... no.. over there! Yes! fab-yoo-lus dahlink!"

17. Sponsor La, half of JenLa, in her amazing knit-and-walk-and-run.

18. Scan newspapers for tales of knitting-related injuries in the Los Angeles Revlon Run/Walk.

19. Understand that I am socially awkward and have no idea how to work the Internets. This is a bad combination. But also know that I read every comment and email and stalk you blog-style and plan to show up on each of your doorsteps one day asking for cake. For example, "Hi Annie! Can I have some cake?"

20. Not a day goes by that my cats do not astound me with their cuteness and good taste in literature:

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So there you have it. Car trouble. Sadness. Gauge gone wrong. More times I embarass myself, cry, spend money and generally carry on like a baby. And it's only Wednesday! Anyone want some leftover meatloaf?

Posted by laurie at April 13, 2005 10:20 AM

Comments

You rock! And don't work all laws, including Blog Laws were meant to be broken. I have been known to post responses to comments in my own blog. Sometimes you have no choice, like when someone posts anonymously, or they don't leave a forwarding address for you to respond on their blog or via e-mail. Its ALL good. :D

Posted by: Grace at April 13, 2005 10:42 AM

You rock! And don't worrry. All laws, including Blog Laws were meant to be broken. I have been known to post responses to comments in my own blog. Sometimes you have no choice, like when someone posts anonymously, or they don't leave a forwarding address for you to respond on their blog or via e-mail. Its ALL good. :D

Posted by: Grace at April 13, 2005 10:43 AM

Ok. Look. I'm embarrasing myself for you on your blog. Sorry for double posting. The second one is better than the first! Less spelling mistakes and it makes a little more sense. I'm going to stop now. :P

Posted by: Grace at April 13, 2005 10:44 AM

Whoops, one isn't supposed to answer comments via comments? I did not know that. I just assumed the pipples posting on my blog were sitting at their 'puters clicking "reload" frantically until I posted a response... sigh, now where'd I put that corkscrew...

Posted by: ~drew emborsky~ at April 13, 2005 10:57 AM

You should have celebrated it by having an UnBirthday Party for yourself Mad Hatter Style. You are contemplating the proper etiquette to relpy to comments, and I am contemplating leaving myself comments so that I have some! I really must get off my lazy butt and put some pics in my blog. I will be sure to take a pic of my living room with the TV on.

Posted by: Crystal at April 13, 2005 10:59 AM

To be honest, I'm too lazy to even check my blog e-mail account most of the time. Largely cause I get plagued by comment spam occasionally, and let me tell you that 300 spam comments landing in your inbox is not pretty. (So proceed with caution if you do set up e-mail notification.)

I always read comments, and I adore getting them -- but there are no laws on how/when/if you respond to them. Do whatever you want!

Posted by: jena at April 13, 2005 11:14 AM

There's a law about not commenting about comments in your own blog's comments? How absurd. I've seen any number of bloggers do this and I think it's cool.

I have to admit, I like Crystal's idea! I have been begging my real life friends to leave me comments since I'm such a comment whore and until recently I wasn't getting any.

I only get comment emails because I'm such a techno nerd that I use typepad and they have a little check box that you can use to get comments mailed to you. Then it's easy to hit "reply", so I do!

Sorry about the car expenses. It's awful to see all that money disappear and feel like you didn't get anything back for it. I mean, it's not like buying yarn, books or shoes, or something else that feels worthwhile.

Posted by: Anmiryam at April 13, 2005 11:21 AM

There are blogging laws? *makes note to google that* I'm so sorry you are having such awful car troubles. Damn mechanics. :( How cool are you that Annie Modesitt mentioned you on her blog!

Posted by: Rani at April 13, 2005 11:30 AM

Hey, look, guess which weirdo is commenting on her own blog! HA! Grace, you would have to repeat that post seven times to even vaguely embarass yourself to *me*, as I have been known to (ahem) spastically hit "send" and inadvertantly spam folks. Ooops!

Drew, I am with you -- I assume everyone goes back and reads other comments after *they* left comments and I thought this was normal. Well, that's what I do anyway. So perhaps my definition of normal is "drunken stalker." I do not know.

And also, would it make any sense at all if I responded to you, Drew, with this same comment over on your blog, where today you are posting amazing stash photos? No. You would think I was on the pipe. Be honest.

And I'm bad with email, too, 1) because of spam and 2) because my company's firewall blocks it half the time. And 3) I'm sort of lazy.

Hey, look ya'll, I just wrote the War & Peace of comments! ON MY OWN BLOG. Come visit me in Blog Jail!

Posted by: laurie at April 13, 2005 11:37 AM

Oh, bullpucky!
Commenting in your own comment section should be totaly fine. You know what, I'm going to make a post on my blog that has no content except to point out tha I am posting in my comments section.
OK, now that may be going too far and may be a bit strange ... BTW, what kind of cake do you like? so that I can have some ready.

Posted by: Brad at April 13, 2005 11:38 AM

I just found your blog today, and I wanted to let you know how much I liked it. Its amazing, really, how truthful-living a divorce can make a person. I have no patience now for people who waste my time and try to feed me crap! And the knitting thing, I can totally relate to. I love it, love it, LOVE IT. Too bad I don't have enough time to do it. Anyway, I don't have a blog, but I intend to keep reading yours. Hang tight!

Posted by: Shell at April 13, 2005 11:57 AM

It depends on the blog. Over at the Knitting Curmudgeon, whole conversations go on in the comments. Usually among regulars who also respond to each other's comments in there. Do what you like. It's your blog.

As for gas prices, I can't offer sympathy. The problem isn't that US gas prices are going up. It is that they have been ARTIFICIALLY low for a zillion years. Most places in teh world pay about double what you do. Get a smaller car. Get a hybrid. Drive less. but suck it up. The mechanic, on the other hand, should not be breaking stuff while he is fixing other stuff.

Posted by: Jo in Ottawa at April 13, 2005 11:57 AM

blogging "laws"? that's like having blogging "badges". and bloggers don't need no stinkin' badges!!!
you rock!
i'm a californian, transplanted to the black hole of all things cultural--las vegas. gas here hasn't hit $3 anywhere yet, but i've seen it at $2.75 and a bit higher.
i blame dumbass dubya as well.

Posted by: tallgrrl at April 13, 2005 11:59 AM

It's 2pm in Houston, I've had a gin and tonic and I'm now responding to your response to my response about responding to others' responses. Woo hoo! I haven't had this much fun since my lettuce bolted. :)

Posted by: ~drew emborsky~ at April 13, 2005 12:09 PM

First of all -- we bloggers should all make a new rule and screw the supposed last rule: It's OK to post a comment to a comment on your blog. Who created that original rule? Some dumbass mechanic who is smart enough to know that your car "is broken?" I'm all for leaving comments to comments. Comment away!

Posted by: stacyo at April 13, 2005 12:09 PM

Whew. Good to know I didn't COMPLETELY embarras myself on your blog...yet. But if 7 is the magic number that means I can only leave .... screw it. I was never good at math anyway. Margaritas anyone?

Posted by: Grace at April 13, 2005 12:17 PM

And I swear, normally, I'm much better at spelling.

Posted by: Grace at April 13, 2005 12:19 PM

Just remember: you're never alone in debtor's prison. Especially not in America. Hee.

love your site, btw. :)

Posted by: Miri at April 13, 2005 12:33 PM

There aren't any blog laws. Where'd you hear differently? We've always responded to comments in our own comments. But then maybe we're rebels and we'll never ever be any good. And face it, people come back and look at your comments to see if you've responded so you can artificially generate more hits that way. Crap now our secret is out.

Posted by: jenifleur at April 13, 2005 12:34 PM

I am so glad you finally said "Dumbass" and "fuck" in your blog. Now I don't have to restrain myself from using them here!

Aw shit! I didn't know you weren't supposed to leave comments in your own comments section either. I guess we're both dumbasses (dumbaii), as I do it all-the-fucking-time!

Posted by: La at April 13, 2005 12:34 PM

I was not talking about your blog.gawd damn it woman! it was someone else's (a nobody) I thought I explained that to you but if you don't read your email( I sent you email) then you wouldn't know that I told you that so now this is why I have to go on your blog and tell you in your comment section it was not you.Does that make any sense?
I have no problem reading your comments on this blog.The problem I had was with a snippy bitchy on the other blog,that I will not go to anymore.
So how is your day?

Posted by: cara at April 13, 2005 12:47 PM

p.s sorry about your car trouble ;0)

Posted by: cara at April 13, 2005 12:47 PM

Crazy Aunt Purl! Always teaching us something about the internets! I too didn't know you weren't supposed to respond in your comments! I do all the time! all while using lots and lots of !!!!!!! 'cause I love them!

These blog laws! Pffff on them! I'll be by to bring you cake in Blog Prison...How does a Rum Cake sound?

Posted by: Rebecca at April 13, 2005 12:48 PM

I just discovered your blog too (via ChicKnits.com) and have spent the entire day reading your posts. You are HIlarious!! And you have now moved to the #1 spot of my Daily Reads list :)

Posted by: Brenda in Toronto at April 13, 2005 12:52 PM

If you are ever in Texas, you are always welcome to come by for some cake!

Posted by: P-la at April 13, 2005 01:00 PM

Next car you get should be Japanese. C'mon. What's the gas price at the Beverly Hills/Sunset station? That always seems to be the highest.

Posted by: Lauren at April 13, 2005 01:01 PM

OMG all this time I thought Laurie hated me but instead she was just talking to me in the comments! Girl please. Respond to people wherever you want. This will just give me the excuse to read your comments as stalker-obsessively as I read the rest of your blog.

Posted by: Ashley at April 13, 2005 01:07 PM

i rarely post comments to my own blog but not because it's a law -- i didn't know it was a law -- but because i'm lazy and i have all of my comments sent to me via email. and i respond to almost every comment because unlike you, i am not popular on the internets. jesus, i had to throw my cat in the neighbors yard and then pretend he was lost just to get sympathy cat comments. just kidding. the cat was really lost.

Posted by: maryse at April 13, 2005 01:15 PM

by the way, since you are spending money, bag the jeep and get yourself a mini convertible. if i didn't live where it snows half of the year i would have gotten the convertible.

Posted by: maryse at April 13, 2005 01:16 PM

You could always come up here to the Bay Area and fill up your Jeep. It's only $2.75 for premium, even in Los Altos. I don't have any cake on hand, but I do know where to get some nice yarn.

And who says you can't comment on your own blog? That's the silliest thing I've ever heard.

Posted by: Kate C. at April 13, 2005 01:40 PM

So, the question I haven't figured out an answer to either- how to respond to one's comments. I usually end up emailing the person back. I was posting comments back to them in my blog, but I was afraid they wouldn't see them.

I just started reading your blog. I don't remember where I linked from, but I enjoy the heck out of it. I made my blog entry today about you and your blog, in fact. You have inspired me to add more peeking spots about myself and my life in my blog.

So far, gas here in the Blue Ridge is cheaper than most- $2.10-2.20 a gallon- still too expensive for me though! I have cut my driving down to about one tank every three weeks- course, I don't work now, so there's no obligatory travel, except for groceries and back and forth to preschool. What an exciting life!

Nice to meet you!

Kim in NC

Posted by: Kim at April 13, 2005 01:55 PM

Suckity! I didn't know that you weren't supposed to leave comments in your own blog - who told you this and why not??? Well, I'm still gonna do it. I'm going to continue to stalk myself on my own blog and then turn myself in to myself. You can use Dumbasses/Dumbassies interchangably, I think.

Posted by: Chris at April 13, 2005 01:57 PM

I don't like blog laws! I defy them as much as I can! (Well, not really.) But I can relate to the gas woes - how the heck is the gas price so different in west LA to Orange County (where I go babysit two or three times a week)?
ps - love your sofa!

Posted by: marichan at April 13, 2005 02:05 PM

I can't figure out the damn blog laws either. I get comments, and I totally freeze up, so people think I hate them,and they never come back.

Then I meet them in person and have to explain that I'm a spaz about email,despite spending all day _doing_ email at work, and I'm not suret hey believe me, but then I start talking about porn (I don't even _watch_ it? It just comes up!), and they forget all about that.

Posted by: Gail at April 13, 2005 02:23 PM

Blog laws? We dont need no stinkin' blog laws - it's YOUR blog, do with it as you will (and so far, I'd say you've been doing a damn fine job bloggin'!)

Only been reading you a week or so, but you've quickly found a spot on my "must read" list.

Sucks about the car, & I totally feel your gas pain (HA! unintentional puns are the best!) I live in NY and while it's not QUITE as bad as CA, it's BAD.

Posted by: Dani at April 13, 2005 02:26 PM

I had no idea you weren't supposed to comment on comments.

If someone doesn't leave an address, and asks a question, what is a blogging gal to do?

Posted by: Kim at April 13, 2005 02:36 PM

Damn woman - you crack me up!! Your blog rocks! I'm so glad that there is someone else out there with a dryer as powerful as mine... funny how that works. :) Look on the bright side, it is a great excuse to go shopping! But, then again, there is that whole debtor's prison thing to watch out for. Oh, the vicious cycle...

Posted by: Cyndi at April 13, 2005 02:36 PM

Oops - I'm a newbie too and had no clue about the 'blog laws'. i've been responding to comments on my blog too. blogger emails you the comments, but you can't reply directly to the person who commented. another reason why blogger sucks.

Posted by: Melissa at April 13, 2005 02:49 PM

I like to stalk people too. I stalk you everyday, so I thought I better say "Hey" and get it over with. Just so you know, I've been through exactly everything you have, and trust me, like a really bad case of the flu, it gets better, but REALLY slow. Alcohol absolutely is the best medicine. Oh, and friends too.

Posted by: heather at April 13, 2005 02:53 PM

How funny is it that you pee when you're excited too?

Hell, come on over, I'm always up for some cake... I'm sure there's a couple really expensive wedding bakeries we can set up tasting appointments at. Cause lawd knows I ain't bakin' these days.

Posted by: leah at April 13, 2005 04:26 PM

Sucks about your Jeep girl. I have a Liberty that just turned two in February and I hope I can get at least another year or two without needing to fix it. And just last night I visited the self-help section in Borders. I had my first psychologist appointment and she gave me a list of books to read to learn how men suck ass, how to tell they are mental losers and when to get rid of them. Oh and I'm not supposed to be drinking anymore... which also sucks ass. I failed to mention that I was going a wine tasting trip next weekend... what she doesn't know won't hurt her. If I can get through the weekend without a meltdown or multiple crying jags, then some wine and cocktails will be worth it. :)
And whoever told you not to comment in your own comments doesn't know what they're talking about. It's your blog sister and you can do whatcha wanna!

Posted by: Spinster Jenn at April 13, 2005 04:28 PM

Oh, fuck the blog laws. Should you ever find yourself in the backwoods of Wisconsin (I hope not, for your sake), I will gladly feed you cake.

Posted by: Alexandra at April 13, 2005 04:59 PM

At my knit night last night I told all my knit pals that they HAVE to read your blog to put them in a good mood. I tried to tell them about you and Annie. I hope they all read it today! Your blog is SO FUNNY! Jane

Posted by: jane at April 13, 2005 05:13 PM

Broken jeep, eh? I bet if you'd kicked the tow truck driver in the old beans and franks, he coulda comeup with a more "expert" diagnosis.

But then again, I think that a swift kick to the beans and franks (and buying yarn, of course) solves just about every single ill in the world.

Posted by: st. carrie at April 13, 2005 05:48 PM

Hey Laurie Thanks for another great entry very funny!!! I love the comments "in the comments". Anne

Posted by: Anne at April 13, 2005 06:00 PM

I don't believe in bloglaws, and you have lots of commenters who have already said so. I think the customs for commenting vary. Over at LJ, they all comment and respond on their own blogs. At xanga, where my blog lives, we comment on each other's comments, but it is also acceptable to respond in your blog, in your comments, and on other people's blogs entirely, while giving a heads-up tot he various people who are trying to follow the conversation. I did recently read somone complaining that a blogger had responded to her in that blogger's own comments, but I thought at the time that she must have been in a bad mood.

Posted by: Rebecca at April 13, 2005 06:52 PM

Oh I just found your blog and I'm sooo happy. It is hilarious and sad all at once, which is kinda how I think my own life is most days. I'd love it if you would visit my blog, then we can be friends...
Mia

Posted by: mia at April 13, 2005 07:47 PM

I am completely confused because there is a comment up there that SAYS its from me, it points to my blog but it sure as heck isnt the comment I posted earlier today.

My earlier comment said somethign about "we dont need no stinking blog laws" and that its your blog, do it the way YOU want to (and based on your track record of blogging you;re doing just fine)

I'd really like to know how a comment I didnt make IS there and the comment I made ISN'T - Blog gremlins?

Posted by: Dani at April 13, 2005 07:53 PM

Oh good lord, now *I* too am a dumbass - posters name BELOW the comment - it's been a LONG day - sorry!

Posted by: Dani at April 13, 2005 07:56 PM

I let my dog take care of our blog - therefore I can not be blamed for breaking blog laws - like meme's I have no idea how they work...
I started knitting after I left L.A. but am coming for a vacation in May - are there any amazing stores I should be sure to visit?

Posted by: Ang and Minou at April 13, 2005 09:06 PM

IT'S NOT GOING TO SNOW TODAY.

that is what my good friend and i say (in our heads because we are only marginally rude in real life) to women we see wearing Uggs (et al) here in SAN FRANCISCO WHERE IT WILL NEVER SNOW.

i get that it's like, chic and stuff, but seriously.

"hey, you, in your snow boots and eskimo scarf and ski hat and mini skirt...it is not going to snow today."

glad you feel the same. also, your blog rocks and you can comment wherever the hell you please and i'm glad i made you snarf wine.

*hugs*
-k

Posted by: kristy at April 13, 2005 09:40 PM

wow look how many comments you have!

i email, because i have my movable type set up to email me when there's a comment, so it's easier to just hit reply. also i feel kind of self-conscious about answering on my blog, even tho i feel like it is a kind of cool thing to do.

do you have movable type? there's a button in there to click somewhere which makes it email comments to you. I had to do a bit of looking before i found it, if you want i'll have another look and tell u where it is, so you can click too, if you choose.

Posted by: anna at April 14, 2005 03:34 AM

Wow - 53 comments in a day! Well you gotta be doing something right! I am soooo jealous. I think it took me four months to get a total of 53 comments.
You know I never even thought of commenting on my own blog... DUH! Blogger sends all the comments to me but when they are anonymous (ie people don't want to get spam cos they have left their email addy on a web page..) it is hard to reply!
12 years ago I had a car that ate $200 a month on repairs. My income then was only about $600 a month. just as well that I lived at home!

Posted by: Lynne S of Oz at April 14, 2005 05:17 AM

Poor you. I hope your week picks up soon.

I am a new reader to your blog and I think you are frickin' hysterical.

W. :)

Posted by: Wendy at April 14, 2005 05:50 AM

Oh my goodness. I surfed over on a link from Semaphoria and was reading back a few entries to get a general flavor (*giggling my ass off I might add) and then what do I notice? Comfort, Texas. You're kidding right? My folks have some property up there (although I grew up near Houston) and its just about the prettiest little place on earth. I have fond memories of lunch at the Welfare Country Club (PoPos).

Anyhoo - randomly small world! Funny blog. I'm your newest stalker now :)

Posted by: susannah at April 14, 2005 07:14 AM

It's your blog - do whatever the fuck you like. People who get all bent out of shape about blog laws confuse me. There are more important things to think about. Like gas prices. (ouch!). And US Weekly. And what cocktail to order next.

Posted by: Ann at April 14, 2005 07:51 AM

Huh. You sound like me, but eviller. Thirty something? Yeah. Divorced? Yep. Have more yarn than I know what to do with? Of course. Four cats? Not quite, but does one really fat, one kind plump and one hyper kitten add up? Whatever. Guess not. Heh. Nice to meet you though :)

Oh and blog laws? wtf?

Posted by: kelly at April 14, 2005 08:25 AM

In the last part, you said it's a typical blog entry where you embarass yourself, cry, spend money and generally carry on like a baby...what I want to know is, does pee, pee, pee, go under embarass, or carry on like a baby? Love the entry!!

(and I'd tell my ex to have a happy birthday all right...by sticking his birthday candles, lit, up where the sun don't shine. You're a bigger woman than I am.)

Posted by: Jenn at April 14, 2005 08:28 AM

What an internets? This thing I'm using?? Well, sheeeet. I just learned something. Pipples (as some other commenter stated while commenting on your blog about comments) ;} answer on the Comments section of their blogs all the time. Who told you it is bad? They were probably drinking. ...now where is my rum??

Posted by: Knittykim at April 14, 2005 08:55 AM

Laws schmlaws. Sometimes a comment seems to warrant a response that you want all your readers to see, so you can either put it in your comments or in your next post (this gets tedious fast). I do both, and also email people back. But sometimes I feel like I'm wittier and more charming in the email responses than I am on my blog, and dammit! I'm vain enough to want everyone to know how fab I am. So there.

Posted by: jodi at April 14, 2005 12:40 PM

You're not supposed to comment on your own blog? I am out of the loop. This is why I have no friends.

Posted by: Erica at April 14, 2005 04:09 PM

Did I teach you NOTHINK in class?

Laws are meant to be broken.
Rules are meant to be challenged.
You are a heretic through and through.

Screw the blog police - and screw the etiquette police. My mother told me that it's the height of bad manners to make someone feel that they've made a faux pas (although she was from West Virginia so said it more like, "Honey, there's nothing worse than making someone feel bad!")

You make everyone who reads your blog feel good. Go pet the cat and buy a portable tape roller so you don't scare off bus-driver guy with the cat-hair legs.

Posted by: annie at April 18, 2005 07:18 AM

Oh, I feel your pain on the "broken car" issue. I got a bill - for $1100 thank you, genius mechanic for that whiff of the obvious - for my car that "did not start". WTF? On the gas thing, I get your point about Hawaii, but cannot explain the dilemna here in Toronto, Ontario, Canada: We have oil in Canada, lots of it. How much is gas here today? $0.97 per litre = Four litres in a gallon = $3.88 per gallon. OUCH! I won't even start on the time I spent living in England! Keep on drinking and writing. It's theraputic for you, and entertaining for us.

Posted by: Julie at April 21, 2005 06:22 PM


When I had a car, I had the worst Carma ever. In fact, that's why I decided to from now and forever live in a city where I do not need one, because guaranteed it will be broken into 5 times, have a tire blow out and have someone run into it.

Every month.

And I didn't know about the blog comment thing either. Ooops!

Posted by: ashbloem at April 26, 2005 08:37 AM

No comments in comments? Who knew? I mean what if the comment is a question? How will you answer it? What if it's really kind and you want to say thanks? What if it's really mean and you want to say f*ck off?

I think this might be stoopid! You should comment away! Be a rebel!

It's so cool that you made a snickerdoodle cake. You should make one for you. Find the happy place! :)

xoxo from Seattle

Posted by: Celeste at May 19, 2005 03:56 PM