Tag Archives: The Chief

That bag right there … IT IS FIERCE!!!

9 Jun

I keep seeing these printed bags all over town. I thought they were cow prints or something and that they were kinda neat looking. They have different color leather straps or piping/accent and are in various sizes. I noticed them first at the hockey games, lots of chicks had them; and then a greeter at Wal*Mart had one with her at her station, and I asked about them, but didn’t bother to actually go look because I always feel guilty after I spend money on something I don’t reeeeeally need.

Turns out, Chief Strong Jaw of Justice went digging around online, found out they were giraffe print bags aaaaaaaand … I got this in the mail the other day as a surprise! :o) It comes with a cosmetic bag plus a wallet, and it’s huuuuuuuuuuuge. It’s more of a carry-on bag than anything else. I guess you’d call them hobo-bag size or something? Anyway, it’s great. Holds everything, and now I’m actually following a current trend!

Hail to The Chief and Ayn Rant

15 Oct

Remember how this blog was supposed to be about 4 single women writing about life as a single? Probably not, since no one reads this blog and since very few entries had anything to do with male-bashing, bad dates, STDs and cosmopolitans. Suck it, Carrie Bradshaw. Still, that was the mandate. Sort of. Continue reading

Under the knife

29 Sep

I had surgery last week. Got myself a little “bikini scar” to mark the occasion. It wasn’t a cosmetic procedure and it wasn’t an emergency either. I had the surgery to reduce the severity of my periods and improve my fertility. It was also exploratory in the sense that my lady-bits were up for inspection. I’ve been told that everything is in working order. I just need to find a man willing to breed with me, or rather, I have to find the will to breed with a man. It’s not an indictment of men, but rather of how I feel about children.

I like kids – certain kids – specifically, other people’s kids. Continue reading