Written by BugginWord
For a supposed environmentally conscious gal, I get a ridiculous number of magazines. I feel a bizarre mix of guilt and pressure when I see the pile of unread periodicals accumulating next to my sofa. Sure, I could blame it all on Rocco’s inability to read the New Yorker with any sort of consistency, but I [...]
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Maintenance Required
It’s the dawn of a new era. We’ve said goodbye to Beauregard, and bought a new car. Well, new might not be the best word to describe her. She’s a ’94 – not exactly fresh of the show room floor, but she’s new to us.
We decided to name her Virginia. Not a real stretch [...]
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I’m having one of those days. Feeling worthless and without purpose. So of course I decided to scrub the bathroom floor by hand. After conquering a particularly heinous corner behind the commode, I stood up quickly and cracked the ever lovin’ bejeezus out of my cranium on the ceramic towel bar. I then proceeded to sit [...]
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I thought we were in the middle of a recession? I thought we were all supposed to be living a little leaner, spending a little wiser. So why the hell are they wasting my tax dollars?
As I’ve mentioned countless times before, I live just above a bus stop. That’s pretty exciting when it’s pouring rain or [...]
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Or another possible title for this post could be “Why I’m So Fucking Glad I’m Moving.” I live on 14th Street- one of the busiest roads in Hoboken. In fact, if you’re coming to Hoboken from the Lincoln Tunnel side, you basically have to drive down my street. Everything noisy passes under my window – all [...]
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