A friend of mine, Charles, jokingly stated that I should write a suburban gothic–a novel about my new life in suburbia. He even helpfully got things moving along, “The summer morning air was filled with the smell of empanadas and early 80s disco music.” (Note: neither of these things fill the air where I live, […]
Tag Archives: things teri hates
You have the Right to Remain Silent
Where the hell do people get off demanding others to turn over their Facebook user names and passwords? This is a violation of privacy in one of the grossest forms. I’m sorry, but if I apply for a job and they demand access to my private Facebook information, they can kiss my ass. A company […]
It’s Spamtastic!
Spam comments can be very entertaining. I get a LOT of them, which are fortunately filtered out because my web guru guy is smart and installed plugins that will do this for me. Periodically I look through them and almost want to approve them so that others can see their ridiculousness. That would be a […]
The Day Teri Rued the Day
Growing up [hell, for most of my life] I have battled acne. And not the occasional, “Oh I have a final and now there is a zit on my nose!” kind of acne–the “Oh dear lord, what has happened to that child’s face?!” acne. It was pretty humiliating. And it’s something that I still struggle […]
Bug-a-phobic
Sometimes I am really pathetic. Lately it seems as though our apartment is trying to force me into insanity with its numerous spiders, millipedes, and other various Minions from Hell. Fortunately, Mr. W is able to dispose of the majority of these disgusting beasties. Friday evening I was watching a movie alone [Mr. W works […]