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Last night I attempted to shave my white fluffy kitty into a matte-free beauty. Can I please preface this by saying that I already feel like the most horriblist, terriblist, no-good pet owner in the Whole. Wide. World., so no use to ridicule me in the comments. Yes, I should take the time to brush her out once a week to make sure her coat doesn’t tangle. But, it’s harder than you think. I can... Read more

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I’ve been quite obsessed with this logo and philosophy since seeing it on quite a few bumperstickers around town: I think I’ll start telling people my religion is Coexistian. ___________________________________________ How does someone get this stupid? Paris Hilton should never really open her mouth: “I love Africa in general—South Africa and West Africa, they are both great... Read more

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For years, I have said to my friends: “I will marry the first man who will rollerblade with me.” For the most part, I’m joking. It’s just been my way to express how much I love rollerblading, and it’s “Perfect Man” criteria I’ve kidded about. I have been an avid rollerblader since 9th grade. (Yes, I know. Feel free to laugh out loud.) I would “sneak” on my Dolphin Sister,... Read more

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Saturday morning Baby Daddy and I went to breakfast at the The Hi-Life in Ballard and then decided to take a mini walking and shopping trip through Ballard and Fremont. My goal—a tea strainer and some teas for my mom’s birthday gift. His goal—new sneakers. But not running shoes, and they can’t be black, brown or tan. They have to be GREY. (I’m dating a bit of a metrosexual. But tits okay. I enjoy... Read more

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I finally got a new job. Those of you on a regular talking basis with me know that job searching has been a source of strife, exhaustion and heartache for me lately. I’ve been discouraged, in tears over my current job and just plain fed-up. Finding a new job—and sending out three resumes a week to do so—was my New Year’s Resolution for 2008. It’s all I’ve been able to think about, obsess about... Read more

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Lately I’ve been overwhelmingly busy with a bunch of tricks up my sleeve. Hopefully I can share with the crowd soon. But, in the madness as of late, I missed my second Jeanniversary. This blog—my baby, my journal, my release and the keeper of all my memories—started two years ago, on March 1st, 2006. My posts have changed a bit, but I feel that I’m still the same ole’ me. Maybe just a little less... Read more

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Did you know that happy hour could be considered an American tradition? Apparently the term originated in the United States Navy during the 1920s and referred to certain hours on ships were everyone was “happy”—slightly drunk during on-ship performances. Good ole’, accurate and always reliable Wikipedia says that happy hours caught-on during Prohibition, when speakeasies would hold a cocktail hour... Read more

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Two questions I was asked in my interview this morning: 1. If you were in a boat with four people, and it started to sink, what would you do? 2. If you could be any appliance, which would you be and why? And I thought I was only in competition with other candidates over my professional skills and experiences…now I have appliances dictating my hiring capabilities. Awesome. How would you have... Read more

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…………………………………… In bed, Neil asked me if I’d ever been close to getting married. I told him a little about Chris: He’d grow up in Manhattan, gone to Brown, and worked as an advocate for homeless people. I said that we’d been engaged for three weeks when I decided not to go through with it. “Why?” “I saw that getting married wasn’t going to change anything,” I... Read more

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Oh yeah baby. I finally did it: In last Friday’s aftermath of one of the most stressful and crappy days in my professional career to date, (will explain when it’s safe to talk about the enemy), I decided to come home, turn off my phone, put on a little bit of “Burn One Down” by Ben Harper and color-coordinate my bookshelf. [Yes. Sometimes I'm a little bit crazy. Hence the whole... Read more