thenakedredhead

I can’t remember the last time I cried tears of joy over politics.  Last night and this morning, I was incredibly touched by the American people (although not in a dirty way) and by Barack Obama, and while it sounds like a made-for-tv movie, I feel like it really IS “change we can believe in.”
I dunno…here’s a […]

…I’d like to share this gem with you.  (Yay for scary Halloween costumes!)
GOBAMA!

I’ve had a hard time following up to the last post, so here’s a little paper I wrote for my Behavioral Research class. In addition to the rather daunting survey and statistics portion of the class, we are required to write weekly “What Were They Thinking?” pieces that analyze what we believe to be strange […]

I believe my levels are off.  Which levels, I cannot say…just that “they” are “off.”
I have been swinging between complete hopelessness and anxiety with, well, myself, to brief moments of “I can do it!” accompanied by trumpets.  I don’t feel like writing, or moving, or doing anything relatively interesting except for maybe sleeping.  And perhaps […]

Post Script to last, er, post:
My birthday is this Saturday…so all of you well-wishers have not yet missed the blessed event of my glorious appearing.  You were wondering why you hadn’t heard the songbirds?  Why bursts of beautiful light had not yet crossed the orbs to your soul?  Why your nether regions had not yet […]

Okay, so maybe I’m totally PMSing, but everything sucks and I hate life.
Kidding. Things aren’t that bad:
The boyfriend’s dad woke up and is doing well! He is slated to go home in the next day or two.
We got a great deal to a local gym and my ass is […]

Is it bad to want–to really, really want–to go to bed at 10:13 pm on a Friday night?  To maybe swallow down a sleep-inducing allergy pill, wash it down with a beer, remove all my clothing save a comfy cotton t, and snuggle down in my awesome platform bed?  Is it?
I mean, cuz today I […]

I’ve been dealing with a shitload of awesomeness lately, namely being disgustingly full of mucus, and the sudden very serious life condition of my boyfriend’s father. One is easily cured with Mucinex and a pile of Kleenex, the other…not so much.
Also, my accounting class sucks balls.
So, instead of whining for paragraphs on end about […]

FORTUNE COOKIES ARE REAL.
The other day, the bf got a fortune cookie (from the amazing Bistro 86) that said “an unexpected fortune is coming your way (in bed).”  Of course, we laughed and scoffed…and secretely wished that we were the least bit superstitious.
Well, THEN, yesterday I went to S-bucks and ordered a grande Double-Shot on […]

Oh dear god…I hate accounting. Hate, hate, hate. That’s one of the big reasons that I haven’t been writing lately…accounting homework and the sheer amount of numbness that it causes my brain to feel.
I think I’d have the capacity to learn accounting, but the course writers have decided that we–communications people, i.e. non-numbers-that’s-what-the-accounting-department-is-for […]