PipesDreams

Fridays were once the beginning of my weekend. Now they are the harbingers of two more days of work. Three weeks of having the expectation of Friday as Freedom Day thwarted has apparently lead my brain to revolt by going partially insane. Thus. There is a new Manager at work, with an unusual name. She […]

No, not belphoebe. But my homegirl Olivia and Mr.Sanityclause were born today, in the year of our lord nineteen hundred and seventy-seven. I celebrated by hauling my tired butt up to Finch station and bowling in my ugliest shirt for the benefit of the birthday *boy* (let it be known that NOBODY else wore their […]