Dear Shady WTTS Listener:
When you asked me if I “was a single girl, huh?”
and “how does a guy like me meet a girl like you?”
and when you called back a second time to ask “sure you don’t wanna git together?”
I laughed nervously. But what I really meant was,
I have the fucking patience of a tired [...]
There’s Your Karma.
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Tag Archives: wtts
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Bitterness: A Dish Best Served with Blog
Disclaimer: This post is really just one big bitch fest. You probably shouldn’t read it.
A morning person, I am not.
Seriously. I can grip a cup of coffee and superficially chirp like the best of ‘em, but let it be known that it’s all a charade; I desperately want to kill you. I want to kill you [...]
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My absolute favorite thing to do during the four o’clock hour during overnights at the radio station is to crank the station and watch “The Book of Pooh” on mute. Whatever’s playing musically somehow always syncs up to the puppetry, in a Wizard of Oz/Dark Side of the Moon kind of way.
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So I’m working at the station tonight, and I walk into the other room just now — at approximately TWO in the MORNING, mind you — to be startled by one of the AM guys, who was “just wrapping some stuff up.”
“Oh!” is what I said.
“YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME,” is what I [...]
its me emily
I went to a Catholic school for eight years. Shocking, I know.
Anyway, the social scene around Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary circa 1995 revolved heavily around roller skating parties. This involved life out-of-plaid-uniforms and all the resulting drama. And by “drama” I mean who asked whom to skate to Boyz II Men during partner skate and oh [...]
Officially…hit…the 4 am wall.
Uggggggggg! (a la Charlie Brown)
Thus, I write to stay awake, and you will read it and comment gleefully.
Random Updates on Various Aspects of My Life:
Work: As of today, I work full-time in the media department at Best Buy. I still work at WTTS. Yes, this does mean I will be a workaholic, working upwards to 50 [...]
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Listen, I revel in narcissism as much as the next twentysomething. Especially when I’m seeking a new book to read away my July afternoons. I step into the Monroe County Public Library looking for one style of book: mine. For weeks I have been searching for my book, the book I would have written, had [...]