From the monthly archives:

September 2005

My delicate condition

by Beth Dunn on 27 September 2005

So a head cold snuck up on me and bit me in the throat a couple of days ago. One second I was lounging comfortably on my couch, watching Tivo’d episodes of Mystery! (mostly dorky old Sherlock Holmes stuff, but I’m all a-flutter over the return of Foyle’s War for a third season — Yay [...]

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House of Sloth

by Beth Dunn on 22 September 2005

One of the things that gives me the most satisfaction of a non-naughty sort is having all the dishes done and the kitchen neat as a pin only hours after creating and consuming an enormous and intricate meal involving the dirtying of most of the dishes I own. This admission would surprise and confuse most [...]

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Fairest Ophelia

by Beth Dunn on 16 September 2005

My in-laws are hurricane magnets, so of course they are here for the weekend. Ophelia has been demoted to a tropical storm, but that still means we have to batten down the hatches, put away the Paddy O’Furniture, and stock up on batteries. The in-laws (who, by the way, I absolutely adore, so stuff it [...]

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Always did want a mohawk

by Beth Dunn on 13 September 2005

It’s very unusual for me to be doing this, really, but I’m working a heck of a lot this week. So much of a lot that I am working as much as I can and am still managing to not get around to doing stuff that needs to be done. So I’ll be a bit [...]

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Baby please come back

by Beth Dunn on 9 September 2005

I am confused. I make a habit of bringing some nice chocolate to meetings that are long and tedious, to share out amongst my fellow-sufferers. They like it, and I am not at all above buying friends with candy. You know you are no better than me. This week I bought a particularly nice bar [...]

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