Friday, September 24, 2010

Food nannies

Food nannies can fuck right the fuck off. Especially those that focus on ruining children's happiness by taking away chocolate milk.

Might as well tell them that all the school breaks are canceled for the foreseeable future.

Friday, September 17, 2010


First papers of the semester are coming in today. So are the week's blogs from the classes I'm teaching. Being swamped under grading (or paperwork, or Friday meetings for those of you who work outside academia), can fuck right off with a ten-foot pole topped by a dozen knobs dripping with habanero nacho cheez sauce.

Friday, September 10, 2010


There were a lot of little things that really got on my tits, this week. The worst one was the teething pains that turned my happy, cheerful, funny little imp into a typical two-year-old little shit. So the teething thing can fuck off. Especially with the four last back teeth that also seem to make his ears hurt, and make him unwilling to eat.

Carrying a baby low can also fuck off. Baby girl sitting in pelvic girdle + pregnant hormones loosening ligaments and tendons = some major hip/pelvic pain. Which also makes my back hurt, and makes the above-mentioned teething problems harder to tolerate without screaming.

And being pregnant means I can't end the worst days with a large, neat Scotch.

Update: I almost forgot--Islamofacism can also fuck off, because of what they did nine years ago, and because of what they'd love to do tomorrow on that anniversary. And because of the victory center they want to build in NYC.

Friday, September 3, 2010

One hell of a week.

That's my only excuse for having forgotten that it was Friday: I'm fried.