I just got a guestbook signer that called me “Man..dude..person.. chick..whatever..”.
I think I prefer being called “whatever”.
For the record, I’m actually a chick.
But the pre-referenced signer said she really liked the site. So, rock on with her bad self. Anyone that likes my site is high on my list. … More
Well I screwed up my internet access, so who knows when this’ll get posted.
Dang it. What to write about…. what to write about…
You know, the irony of getting internet access is that it’s generally something you have to download online, but if you don’t have the software installed, you … More
It’s time to retire the monthly rant soon. I always get a little nostalgic about it.
Well, not really.
Believe it or not, in Minnesota, December 30, it is raining. Has the whole world gone topsy-turvy?
So I’m rather pleased about something. In the last week I have received two emails from men who—apparently—like my rants. For the longest time I felt like I had a rant that was some girly-girl rant.
Eh. I obsess too much.
Holy crap.
Holy crap. I think I’m about to make one of the biggest decisions of my life.
Holy crap. I’m freaking out.
To keep my mind off of it, I thought, “Hey! I’ll watch Amazing Race!”
Clip show. Argh.
So instead I’ll tell a random story:
Today was a bad day. BAD DAY. … More
Man today was a weird day. Not interesting weird. But weird.
For starters—as per usual—I overslept. Good job, Claire.
Once at work, the place was a ghost town. Half the office was on vacation and the majority of our clients were as well. Plus the weather was hinky. Like a gloomy grumpy … More
Insomniaville. Population: me.
Man. Last week I was coming home from work and walking up the alley. It was a lot of fun until I slipped and fell flat on my back. So ever since then I have been rather sore. I hate Winter.
In other news: So the Heat Nazi … More
As I write this—4:30 pm CENTRAL—familial obligations are over. Thank god. I love the holidays, but three days of trying to make polite conversation has just about done me in. I had to sit through an hour-long conversation about road construction. Seriously. Is this a phenomenon unique to Minnesota?
So I … More
Okay. I’m a little less grumpy. But there’s nothing on TV tonight. TV is my world, people.
But at least Cops is still on. Woo hoo!
I’ve been trying to come up with a story to tell. Just ’cause. And I have nothing. I’m grumpy about that.
Think think think.
Eh. Got nothing. … More
Alright. Happy Nostalgic Annoying Claire is dead. She died a merciful, painless death, unfortunately. I thought a little pain would teach her not to come back, but no dice.
So grumpy sarcastic Claire is back. God love her. And she’s definitely grumpy. I want the holidays to be over.
But I … More
Merry Christmas, everyone. Well, technically it’s still Christmas Eve, but by the time I post, it’ll be here.
It’s currently snowing in Minneapolis. A light, pleasant snow that looks like it glitters in the moonlight. I went over to mom’s to exchange gifts tonight. I was driving along 50th in Edina … More
So today Heathrow and I went to the dollar store to kill some time and get her a few items for a gift. And you’ll never believe what I found:
Another Action Jesus.
This one is a little weird looking, to be honest, but it comes with this little plastic mat that … More
‘Twas the week before Christmas and all through the house,
not a creature was stirring, not even Ramona.
Because I overslept again.
I sat up in bed, yelled, “Good golly! Great sakes!”
“The bosses will sack me if I’m once again late!”
I leapt out of bed to get dressed and get primped
Hit my knee … More
There’s another Cops from Minneapolis on. I thought I had seen the majority of Cops episodes, but clearly have not come even close.
And still don’t recognize any local landmarks.
So part of my Sunday experience is that I hate going to bed, because I know that when I wake … More
Sweet. Minneapolis Police are on Cops. I always wanted to see Minneapolis on Cops. It’s cops breaking up an illegal protest against the war.
Great. My hometown shows up and it’s of them busting heads. There goes our liberal image.
Geez, now I’m paranoid that I’m going to be on.
Ay. What … More
The heat Nazi that is my caretaker doesn’t have the heat on. It doesn’t help that my lounging outfit is shorts and a t-shirt, I realize.
Fast-forward to 4 in the morning. Insomnia sucks ass. I updated all my quote pages with quotes that people sent me. I get lazy about … More
I’m having a crappy day.
Pity me.
I will mention that the only bright spot today was a late lunch at a coffee shop with a friend.
Before I got to the coffee shop, I drove around for a bit. I used to live in NE Minneapolis and I was curious as … More
Whenever I’m depressed, I get talky. Sorry.
Anyone else watching Airline? With the cancellation of LAX, I’ve apparently found solace elsewhere.
Also: In watching RW/RR Challenge, I realized something tonight: last gossip had one of the contestants engaged and pregnant. And she’s developing a relationship with another contestant.
I suppose that says how … More
Well, my stats are still down. I realize I shouldn’t dwell, but I am. I realize I should be satisfied—thrilled even—that over 600 people a day visit a site with such random content. So I’m moving on. I’m done trying to inflate numbers. So there.
So apparently there were some meteor-thingies … More
I hate Mondays.
Not as much as I hate Sundays, but there you go.
And I had a miserable day at work. I hate that place. If I could get enough freelance…
Anyone need a website?
Who am I kidding. I suppose most everyone hates their job. I gotta figure my life out.
At … More
Every night I hang out on my couch, working on my computer. So from right to left it’s me, two pillows with a laptop on top, and Ramona in a nubbly cat bed. And it’s a new thing, but she has taken to covering her eyes with her paw. It’s … More
I’m grumpy.
My back hurts, I have stomach pains, I’m bloaty, and I’m in a rotten mood. I’ll leave it to the female reader to figure out what the hell’s wrong.
I think I christened Sundays Odds & Ends Sundays a bit ago, so I’ll just babble today.
On another note: Dear lord. … More
Hm. It’s 3 AM.
I have a little thing I like to call insomnia going for me.
It doesn’t help that when I stir in my sleep, Ramona leaps—violently— onto my chest to make sure she can wake me up for food.
She’s not a light cat.
Seriously. It kinda hurts. I have … More
I love the holiday season. I really do. Despite being a cynical, grumpy bitch in general, I get dorky about Christmas.
Ever get just a happy, peaceful feeling on Christmas Day? Everything’s closed, people are driving to be with families… excited about opening gifts and a big meal…
Unless you don’t … More
Day off today. And yet I woke up earlier than I usually do. Sucks.
So I journeyed out to get breakfast. Except I knew I needed gas. The light’s been on for a few days.
But when I got to the gas station I couldn’t get the gas door open. I’ve had … More
I am an incredibly vindictive person when I feel slighted.
And I feel slighted. Punters.
I also feel hectic. Right now I have 4 sites (including my own) that I’m working on. It gets frustrating.
I have the day off of work tomorrow, which I like. I hate working. It makes me … More
So here’s the deal: Sundays are now Odds and Ends Day at planetclaire. For the time being, I’m going to try to cut down on the random nonsense I normally post during the week, and just save it up for Sunday.
I hate Sundays. I’ve said it before. And yet, I … More
I just got back from running to the grocery store. My bags were rather heavy, so it took a minute or two to bring them in. Once in, I proceeded to tidy up a bit. After five minutes, I thought I heard Ramona meowing. She has this “I’m about to … More
I fear I have not gotten enough rambling out of my system for the night. So I’m gonna keep going:
In moving, my mom has had to switch from a dish to regular cable.
Okay: Growing up, I begged for cable. I extolled the merits of cable. She always refused, saying … More
It’s 6:30. Just got home. Usually it would be from work, but I got home from helping my mom move all day. I’m tired. So tonight, no work. Just play. No freelance, no quotes, nothing.
So, story about moving my mom:
At one point, my mom instructed me to go to her … More
New month, clean slate.
I took Thursday and Friday off, because if I don’t, I lose it.
But it’s not exactly time off, as I have three freelance sites to work on. Which means extra money for Christmas gifts. So I’m okay with it.
I’m happy to be off, as for the … More
