February 2012
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Mark the date
Apparently I’m now a person who goes on dates, so if you want to set me up with anyone you know or go out on a date with me, do it now, before I get fed up, go off the grid and sequester myself away with a bunch of cats.
January 2012
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“We are all a little weird and life’s a little weird, and when we find someone...”
– Dr. Seuss
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You'll like it, I promise. →
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so there's this thing called a new year's...
I write to find out how I feel and what I think; I avoid writing because I’m afraid to find out. Writing is discovery. It’s acknowledgment. When I start writing with a vague feeling or thought, I usually find out much more than I expect. And then it’s there in front of me, and I have to see it; face it; know it; accept it. Ignorance is bliss, or something, so I don’t write. Writing is saying it...
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This place about to blow
“So is this your first burner massive?” “… My first what?” I look around wildly. Shit, is this like the time I didn’t realize my university was evangelical until I was in my second year? I was sitting in chapel one of the three days a week we were obligated to go and tuned in for a second to hear “and since we’re an evangelical school, we...
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a year in review
It’s been almost a year and half and I finally found the perfect song. After feeling the impact of every sad/love/sad-love song like it was written just for me but knowing it wasn’t—there was no love; god, was there absolutely no love—I found it, and it’s bittersweet in every cliché way, and it’s funny how little it all crosses my mind now except every now and again and when I talk about it, it’s...
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December 2011
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"Are you on your period or something?"
Cramps got you down?
Feeling shitty because your uterine lining is falling out?
Just remember, you’re the gender that gets paid less in the workplace, harassed and belittled for simply being your gender and told you’re crazy, irrational and silly on a regular basis.
So cherish this moment.
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Watch
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notes to myself
no. non. not even a little. no way. no sir. no how. nosireebob. nope.
UGH.
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why, yes
I did just find a Cheerio in my boot.
Seriously.
“Survey Center” has show up on my caller ID at work for the past 2 weeks, sometimes up to 3 times a day. I finally answered today.
Guy: Hello, I am…uh, I am calling. We are taking a survey. It will only take a few minutes of your time. We want your opinion about how franchising affects the economy.
Me: OK, I’m sorry but I don’t have time for this now.
Guy: It will...
November 2011
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An analogy is like a writing desk
I have my reasons for the wall. Some people have gotten inside it simply because I opened the gate, and they strolled on in like it was an open house, kicking stuff over and knocking things around and generally fucking shit up and never paying for the damage. Some people have tried to pry their way in, removing brick by brick by brick, only to find I’m adding more bricks as they take them away....
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“It is impossible to convey the life-sensation of any given epoch of one’s...”
– Heart of Darkness
Remember when I started that one work-related blog...
Me, too neither.
Your Assistant Girl
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-warts
I’m a worrier.
You’ve heard of us before. Your mother or father is probably one, maybe your weird aunt cindy who collects cow figurines—but you know who we are. We’re the ones who fidget in our seats, crossing and uncrossing our legs; the ones who do that annoying clicky thing with our fingernails when we’re anxious; the ones who ask you a million questions? about...
Joshua
The desert was our playground.
We ran, we jumped, we climbed, we hid, we wandered away and back and crawled through crevices and scaled boulders.
We dug our fingers into the dirt and watched giant beetles crawl into our hands.
We left our bodies behind. We left our worries, our anxieties, our apprehensions and our deadlines.
We played make-believe. We played hide-and-seek. We hopped from rock...
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what can i say?
I’m a jerk.
If you were wondering,
I WOULD HOLD YOU.
