Doctor at work: That’s a great painting! (points to a mildly creepy portrait of a crudely painted, abstract looking man in vivid colours that a psychiatrist left when she moved out of our clinic) Continue reading “Scenes from a horror movie”
Years ago, Joel and I were watching a “so bad it’s good” made for TV movie about Ted Bundy. Bundy and his girlfriend had a fight, and yada yada yada, they end up in bed. Bundy starts acting shall we say, aggressive, she’s not into it, and he screams at her “THIS IS WHAT LOVE IS, DIANE!” Joel and I both looked at each other with WTF expressions and just died a little. Continue reading ““This is what love is, Diane!””
Almost exactly a year ago, I got the crushing news that Microsoft Paint would no longer be a supported app.
WHAT THE FUCK? I thought, a year ago, as a wave of nostalgia swept through me. As you know, I am a professional, accomplished, envied drawer person (available for hire). Continue reading “Paint Skillz”
My favourite neuroscientist/life coach Josien was in town this weekend, house sitting at one of my dream houses in Wentworth Falls in the Blue Mountains. She invited me up for the weekend, and I was all HELL YAS. And after a 1.5 hour train ride on Friday night, I was there. Continue reading “Wentworth Weekend”
On a Sunday afternoon:
40 minutes well spent*. Thanks, Pancake.
*yes my leg fell dead asleep.
Brace yourselves, I’m feeling sentimental and chatty and Joel isn’t home to absorb the fall out. Continue reading “Sentimental Hoarding: A Clockwork Orange”
Last year’s Friendsgiving was such a blast, we decided to do it again this year. But, in true Audrey fashion, I brought up making plans whenever we got together with our friends, and then forgot to nail down actual plans for the dinner until the day before Thanksgiving.
Whoooooops. Continue reading “Festivus!”
Helloooo, blog land! And by that I mean, helloooo Mom (thanks for reading!). I had planned to do Blog-Tober, where I post every day. Then I was all “well, I’ll do Blog-Vember, since I missed Blog-Tober.” And then, I did nothing. Continue reading “Catchup.com – uh, November?”
But let me get to the point, let’s roll another joint
And turn the radio loud, I’m too alone to be proud
You don’t know how it feels
You don’t know how it feels to be me
Let’s hear it for Tom Petty and the Heart Breakers.
Dog. Dog, dog, dog, dog.
When we signed the lease for our current apartment, the real estate agent told us the magic words we’d been waiting to hear: “The owner is ok with dogs.” And we Continue reading “Hello, Pancake”