have you ever read something and been surprised that it's never been written before? that no one else ever had that idea or decided to arrange lovely, single words into that particular order? I have that feeling a lot when I read the scribblings on

dear new boyfriend,i'm sure you will be just lovely. cute without being blindingly gorgeous; funny in a clever, sly way; slightly scruffy and disheveled, perhaps with some slight facial hair. i seem to be into that lately. i know you're smart enough

in my case it's not so much picking at a stab as it is repeatedly jamming a kitchen knife in an open wound.i also wonder if there's a statute of limitations on tracking someone down to punch them in the kidneys.

six random facts that either tell you everything about me or tell you nothing at all1) my hair has been dyed the following colors throughout the years: black, red, orange (inadvertant), white, blonde, maroon, brown, auburn, fire engine red, pink. alw

the lovely Miss Laura Llew (see: A Girl Who Wears Glasses, web site) and friends have started a new site called Chubby Girl Brigade on which they sell really cute t-shirts and dispense advice. particularly trenchant advice, I've discovered lately. g

me: what happened to your myspace profile? i lost a friend...liam: Oh sorry, my girlfriend and I quit myspace together. Guess I forgot to tell you that. It's so gross it lacks the innocence and consideration of friendster. me: quitting myspace and fr

living alone is aces (no roommates eating your food or stiffing you on bills or complaining about wild parties at 3am), and I've come to realize that being single ain't all that bad either (no jealousy or worrying what someone else wants to do or th

from the Lovely Miss Laurel:Brian took one of those Meyers-Briggs personality tests online yesterday and he said that whenever he takes it, he alternates between Introvert and Extrovert without warning.  He says this is not because he's uncomfortabl

I went to church when I was little. It was a congregationalist church in a historic picture book town halfway between my mother's house and my father's. My protestant mother wanted me to have some kind of spiritual training, since that was what prop

Laurel pointed out today how each experience you have has the potential to make you a more interesting person, and I loved how that just put everything into a new perspective. and then she said something really, really cute.Me: Your point is brillia

and how are we feeling today dearie? Laurel asked me. and I saidWe are teetering on the brink of normal. perhaps you've experienced it. where you feel okay, like you could be positive and content, but one eye is on your surroundings, nervously, cauti

so Mummy Boy published a zine and he quoted me in it. then he gave it to all his friends. I stood amongst said friends last friday night.Friend1: Hey, you're the Meg who said that quote, right?Me: Yeah...Friend2: See, you're famous now 'cause of MB

things i did over the long weekend:sat on the street outside a house show filled with twenty year olds, alternately bored and pissed off, messaging Meg2 and getting drunk off vodka smuggled in a water bottlehung out with this guymet a couple of sup

it is not the wondering that gets you. it is not the time spent with this person rattling around in your head like ancient, calcifying bones that never quite turn to dust. it is not the hours working over what went wrong or where it went wrong or how

four little neighborhood girls showed up at derby practice on monday night, playing around us on push scooters and tiny bikes. they stayed in a little corner at first, then tentatively wandered over to where we were practicing, fascinated. the bolde

how Meg A spent her weekend is beautiful."on sunday i found myself at my friend's work with a monkey wrapped around my neck. no, not a stuffed monkey. i real LIVE monkey!  name: opie. and he loved me for giving him goldfish crackers and i loved