February 2011
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January 2011
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Snark Spam on your dash in 4, 3, 2...
if there is anyone who was there that DOES NOT want their pic posted, now is the time to speak your mind.
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I listened to rap music with my daughter today for 3 minutes to come to the conclusion that it’s all GARBAGE.
Here’s my Nicki Minaj impression. Or whatever.
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I go to the doctor tomorrow
I haven’t had a physical since before the baby was even a possibility.
I know about my hypertension. I am aware I am borderline diabetic.
I know the muscle aches and pains I have been having lately are deeper than just getting older.
I have been cautiously monitoring them and I have come to the conclusion that although something could be developing I am 100% sure the weight is a factor.
...
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Oh nothing...
just pricing flights to Chicago.
You??
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Post Tweetup Observations
I was super duper drunk. ”I corrupted my breast milk”
Blondie’s makes a mean cosmo.
Their waffle fries and chicken strips weren’t too bad either. (Thank you amanda AKA “the bestest bitch to get drunk with in the whole fucking wide world” and Marc)
I was glad I sat at the name tag table. It forced me to meet every single person who walked in the door. ( which...
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Current status:
Uploading my Snark pics.
I used my camera as an excuse to break the ice to talk to people.
Hahaha..just kidding. That’s what my boobs are for.
I hope everyone had a good time
The turnout last night was amazing.
It was a great vibe.
Everyone behaved themselves.
Everyone surpassed my expectations.
I had too much to drink. (omg it was awesome)
I hugged with all my heart.
I posed for pictures and smiled like I meant it in every single shot.
So, I hope everyone had a good time.
Because I sure as fuck did.
Thank you Snarkers!!!! See you again in August.
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I'm a dork
I have had a cracked wisdom tooth since before Matilda was born. I was told to wait until I delivered before I had it pulled.
I waited. And waited. And then it started to hurt.
I was going to get it pulled the other day, and then it snowed. And then I didn’t want to go two days ago because I didn’t want a sore mouth for tonight.
GUESS WHAT?
I’ve got a sore mouth.
I guess it...
I've met some real doozies on the internet
I met a woman who lied about her whole identity and ended up being a fugitive.
I met a guy in a chat room who showed me pictures of himself from years before and when I met him he was a quadriplegic who needed a nurse with him 24/7.
I met a few dead beats. I guess I should have known that any one with enough time to sit online for 19 hours a day couldn’t possibly squeeze in time for a...
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My house is haunted
I remember not too long ago thinking that a haunted ANYTHING, let alone the house I live in with my children, would be a nightmare.
I’m scared of everything. Scared of the dark. Scared of being alone. (I look under beds and in my shower when I come home to an empty house). And although I am scared of dying, I am some what intrigued by the idea that when I do die..I get to come back in some...
I am in full tweetup mode
I am fielding calls. Answering texts. Giving directions. Answering last minute questions. Cleaning my apartment. Securing my child care. Washing my laundry. Choosing my wardrobe and packing our bags.
I am excited.
I don’t know if I am excited about meeting my friends (both old and new) or if I am this giddy over having a drink and just being a grown up for a while.
I think it’s a...
Friends don't make small talk
They have conversations.
And for some people, meeting in person is just the final missing puzzle piece. A lot of us are emotionally invested in each other’s lives, and getting together brings all these friendships full circle.
Yes, people wear name tags in conventions, but I assure you. The similarities end there.
I’m sorry some of you won’t be coming.
But for the...
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Attention SNARKERS:
I will be checking in tomorrow and will be around at about 2pm.
I’d love to do something. Eat something. Or just anything something.
Message me and stuff.
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The weather freaked me out a bit
I honestly thought people wouldn’t be able to come. Or worse they’d be in airports stuck. I am a wreck over it.
Add to that someone attempting to do something underhanded and fuck with the venue… And you have me wrapped in knots and frazzled at the edges.
Planes are landing. My friends are coming. This weekend is going to happen.
~exhaling~
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Panic attack
I haz ‘em.
I can’t wait for Saturday just so I don’t have to be a grown up for awhile.
If you need me I’ll be over here falling apart.
Snarknyc Weather Report
Thankfully the worst is over. It’s messy. It’s icy. It’s cold. But, it’s winter. Shit happens. Mother nature is fickle. But in the grand scheme of things… She’s also very thoughtful.
Let me explain:
She chose to snow yesterday rather than Saturday. She might have made NYC hard to traverse but DUH!! That just means less people. Less traffic. And for someone...
5'8" in my barefeet
But when I put my shit kickers on..I’m taller than your mom.
I think the people at Tumblr need to create a...
And besides…I think I might actually like to POKE some of you.
My boobs are cold.
Nothing else. Just my rack.
It’s weird.
I guess maybe I should go put a shirt on or something.
UHM WTF TUMBLR??
I just noticed that was not being followed by some of my favorite Tumblr peeps and it seems I am no longer following them as well….
WTF!?!?!
NO..SERIOUSLY. WTF??
A Scary Truth
When Matilda was 6 weeks old, she fell asleep on my chest and I was so exhausted I simply just left her there.
I woke up in the middle of the night and was confused and disoriented and reached for the baby and she felt like ice. She was cold and still. She felt Lifeless.
I tried to rouse her but she was in such a deep sleep It took 3 seconds longer than it took for my panic attack to start.
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SNARKNYC NAMETAGS
If you want a name tag, (so, you know..people can tell who you are and stuff)
Please make sure you RSVP. Or else I will just make people call you “HEY YOU” all night.
And well, that’s not cool.
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Truthy Truth Tuesday
I love brussel sprouts.
Before I spend any money, I always guess and then second guess my purchase because I am the cheapest person on the planet.
I love my kids but I feel a suffocated sometimes and I would do anything for a little break.
I miss my dad and I am ashamed and saddened by his behavior lately and torn about how and what I am supposed to feel.
I am just 350 dollars away from...
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Snark NYC..The final countdown
Four more days until the Internet gets together for drinks, conversation and some heavy petting.
Are you coming? If not…WHY NOT??
The guest list has a confirmed head count of 120 of the most awesome people of Twitter and Tumblr.
All it’s missing is YOU!
http://twtvite.com/snarkevent
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I've been thinking a lot about dying
Not about the frailty of life, or the how we are all going to die someday..but actually dying.
I know it’s morbid. I know I shouldn’t. But my brain is broken sometimes. And I just can’t help myself.
What happens when you actually die.
What does it feel like.
Will it hurt.
Will I know it’s happening.
Will I be scared.
How will it happen.
Will I be sick.
Will my...
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I'm willing to try anything new
http://sarkastickunt.posterous.com/
I have to say…I only posted once, but I can blog simultaneously on Twitter, facebook and tumblr. I kinda like it.
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Okay, here's the shopping poop.
I bought 5 sweater dresses.
I have a favorite. It’s a cream colored cowl neck…add some leggings and some boots and I might be done.
Then I have this brown short shrug type sweater from BCBG. I have this chocolate colored sequined tank and new jeans I could wear. My rack looks nice. So there’s that.
I have a grey short sleeved sweater dress. Looks like my nana’s old...
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I've been in and out of shopping malls everyday...
And I took my kids with me.
So, yeah.
I bet you can’t tell what kind of mood I’m in.
When you have kids your brain gets a little...
Sigh.
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It's easier to find a sexy pair of boots for my 4...
What’s fucking wrong with this scenario?
Tweetup Wardrobe
For SnarkNYC I am wearing jeans, some kind of top that shows off my boobs and comfortable shoes but those pieces become interchangeable so I can then sluttify myself up because New York City never fucking closes and after the tweetup winds down I have every intention of reapplying my makeup and dancing myself into a coma.
Regret
You’re worthless. You don’t have anything of merit to bring to the table. You are going to end up just like your nasty fuckwad of a mother, you stupid slut. You are living alone and because of your nasty attitude you are going to die alone. And I hope its soon because the fact I am sharing the same oxygen on this planet with a scumbag like you is really bringing my life experience...
Secret Tumblr Message
Slogan Makers are The Bane of my Timeline.