diary
my thoughts and … thoughts
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Racing games and first person shooters are fucking boring. And yes, this is coming from the woman who loves the Halo series. Nirvana < Pearl Jam. I am a giant comic book nerd, but I am getting burnt out on seeing a new superhero movie every fucking year. That being said, OMG CAPTAIN MARVEL. I adore Benedict…
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I had a dream last night that has given me yet another idea for NaNo. I swear to god …
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Yesterday was my last day in a retail pharmacy setting … well, for the time being, which is hopefully forever because retail is actual hell. I was expecting to feel something, even maybe just relief, but I had no emotional reaction whatsoever to it. What does that even mean???
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I consider myself a fast learner. It’s one of the strengths I always mention in my job interviews, and the only time I didn’t prove myself was back in 2006 with my boss Douchebag Karen. Also, I’m ridiculously hard on myself if I don’t catch onto something within the first few tries, and once I’ve…
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I am woefully behind on Inktober, for two reasons: I work two jobs and I have been kind of devoid of artistic inspiration. I should probably start working on that. I bought knitting and crocheting materials because I obviously need another hobby and also I want to make sure that I have another way I…
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It’s been nearly a decade since I’ve been to a chiropractor, and all that I really remember is that I felt ten times better once I got adjusted. So much has happened to me over the past ten years that it’s no fucking wonder I’m about a billion times worse than I was back then.…
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I’m both dreading and excitedly anticipating this year’s NaNoWriMo – or National Novel Writing Month, for the blissfully uninitiated (I sometimes wish I were you) – because … well, it’s the thing I do every year. I think I’ve “won” a grand total of twice – and now that I’ve gone back to my writer…
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Today, I signed paperwork that will be filed sometime next month with the Jefferson County court, granting me a divorce from a man who spent five years breaking me down into a shell of a person. I arrived late at my lawyer’s office – due in equal parts to me, traffic, and rain – and…
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