queynt category archives
thoroughly festaed
Friday 31 December 2004 | I like a cookie
It’s three-thirty here at Chez Zen and I’m curled up in bed imitating Herself—that is, lying here with my G4 on top of the duvet and pretending to work. She could be playing solitaire for all we know, but I don’t think she is; she’s a force of nature—as M. used to call me—but I [...]
bugger, bugger, bugger.
Thursday 21 October 2004 | I like a cookie
Why is it that the first Internet appearance of one’s once-spouse, now acting independently of one, should be so ghastly? Even though relatively innocuous (not, say, an online wedding photo album, or streaming Nobel Prize acceptance speech)? Dismayed, I shall arise and go now, not to Innisfree but to Denny’s.
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red slider turtles and levonorgestrel
Wednesday 9 June 2004 | I like a cookie
Newly returned from my Planned Parenthood appointment, I am fairly bursting with love for my fellow woman and her reproductive health rights, ready to phone my senator, ready to march on Washington, ready to, to, to do—okay I don’t quite know what, but something. Become a union organizer maybe. There it’s been all this time, [...]
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update from the trench
Wednesday 9 June 2004 | I like a cookie
Due to emotional complications with the Incomprehensible Irishman, N. is no longer a compost boy, which had been his strategy for avoiding attractive guests over the summer—to be forever smelly and lugging around rotting tubs of things. But the Incomprehensible Irishman has more than once brought him to tears and rage (frustrating, because they’d been [...]
would you look at miss ohio
Monday 24 May 2004 | I like a cookie
The health concerns shared by Mandarin and me are ill-concealed from Google, as revealed by today’s banner ads festooning our [old and now defunct] blog: First Period: Kotex.com—Women’s Interests: Products, Really Good Information, and Personal Talk Nausea, vomiting—Stomach discomfort, bloating: Novartis studies seek patients The vet can’t see the cat until Wednesday, I’ve had two [...]
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naughty wrist faeries
Tuesday 18 May 2004 | I like a cookie
Trying to make it so the Unnarrator can’t blog! But she don’t care. Too much to relate and not enough time to write a paper letter, and it’s too late on the East Coast for a phone call (though she sat in the car, teary, for a long time holding the cellphone, and was in [...]
mrkrgnao (pace joyce)
Friday 14 May 2004 | I like a cookie
From sleeping all forest-mottled and beautiful and rustily purring on her green comforter at the foot of the bed, Nina arose, stretched, came and blinked at me for a few minutes, tried to walk on the keyboard, startled at the sight of the Possum, sniffed with horror at my salt and vinegar potato chips (potato [...]
april was the cruelest month (and march, and may)
Wednesday 12 May 2004 | I like a cookie
It mixed memory with desire, bred lilacs out of the dead land, and got the Unnarrator for one into a whole lot of trouble. Though actually most of the trouble happened in March. So a brief précis of my wicked misdeeds: March 23—the Un sleeps with the Film Critic, which is not All That, but [...]
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how to get terrible things done to you by wonderful people
Saturday 27 March 2004 | I like a cookie
I can’t not somehow procure and read a book with a title like When Someone You Love Is Kinky—how much less the wonderful subtitles for The Topping Book and The Bottoming Book, respectively: Getting Good at Being Bad; and How to Get Terrible Things Done to You by Wonderful People. Or the poetically yclept Screw [...]
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the ethical slut
Saturday 27 March 2004 | I like a cookie
Dossie Easton, a San Francisco therapist, has been an active sex radical since 1961. While she is a well-known bottom, Dossie also tops, and has taught dozens of classes on S/M techniques, skills and philosophy. She was one of the first members of the Society of Janus in San Francisco, and has been a leader [...]
