TGI...T?
That's right kids. TGIT. Thank God its Tuesday. Tuesday is my Friday because of my odd work schedule. (7 on 7 off, Wednesday to Tuesday, 6:30pm-5am) I'm so excited to be off for seven whole days. Of...
View ArticleDental Panic
So I was supposed to get my tooth pulled today. I got as far as in the dentists chair with numbing gel. That's when the irrational but very real panic set in. I honestly cannot even tell you what was...
View ArticleIt's been awhile...
...and for good reason. Lots of things have been happening. I asked my boyfriend to move out back at the end of December. He left two weeks ago, on a Friday. My grandfather took a turn for the worse...
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One of the things on my list was to do 101 creative writing prompts by the end of my 1001 days. Sooo... here's the first one. The prompt was: "That homeless guy is staring at you again""That homeless...
View Article#45
#45. Watch an entire football game.Complete!I watched the whole superbowl! And I only needed a few explanations from Corey!
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#30. Make an inspiration collage.Well it's not finished yet, but here's the beginning!
View ArticleHomesick.
I'm lonely and I want to come home. Like really lonely. But I have a job here. My old job opened up in NY but I wasn't really happy there. Do I trade Florida - where I hate living but like my job for...
View ArticleUncoolCon 2010... Guggapalooza...
I had so much fun this weekend. UncoolCon 2010 was amazing. 15 rowdy uncool people descending on an unsuspecting casual dining restaurant. So much fun. I literally have the best group of friends. Then...
View ArticleThe List... Updated.
In ProgressDone1. Apply to graduate school for creative writing.2. Save $2,000.3. Lose 75 pounds.4. Host, and cook for, a dinner party.5. Volunteer at the Red Cross.6. Donate plasma.7. Join something,...
View ArticleThis wouldn't happen if you bagged it correctly the first time...
Attention grocery store cashier... I know your job is menial and soul crushing. I've been there. But does that mean you don't have to care about your job? Or do it correctly? Or is it just that common...
View ArticleUpdate.
Oh my goodness! So much to blog about. First. I am moving back to NY! Which is awesome because me and Florida? Not really working out. I could have liked it. I really could have. There's a lot of great...
View ArticleI want.
I want to go rock climbing. I want to go dog sledding. I want to go skiing. I want to be published. I want to volunteer. I want to travel. I want to go camping. I want to go back to school. I want to...
View ArticleIt's like someone took the blinders off...
That's what it feels like for me to come out of a depression. It's like someone opened up the lens so my focus isn't so narrow. For the last couple of weeks I've been in that hopeless, sad state where...
View ArticleCathartic
So it turns out that a rebound hookup can be cathartic as well as fun. It can reestablish some semblance of confidence. It can make you realize what you'd been missing in the relationship you were in...
View ArticleAnd so it begins... Again.
That's right kids. It's weight loss time. This past weekends hookup made me realize that I want to lose weight. And no... not for the guys. Because as this past weekend proves... I still got it. I just...
View ArticleA paradox unto myself...
There are two opposing sides of my brain. On the one side there is a girl. A real girly girl. She wants to meet a man who will sweep her off her feet with kisses and gifts. She wants to settle down,...
View ArticleSo I've been a bit lazy...
I last posted here in July. Ok I might be a little more than a bit lazy.Facebook is an evil timesuck and I think maybe I should sign off for awhile. So I updated my OKCupid profile and I am actively...
View ArticleYup. You're a dick.
It went something like this:Him: HiMe: HI.Him: How are you?Me: Good. You?Him: Great.Me(after a few moments): What's up?Him: Not much.(Another long pause... in which i left the computer to go eat...
View ArticleArs poetica (in progress)
Should I tear myself to pieces before I write this poem?Disarticulated like an unfortunate child's toy.Forgotten in the piles of arms and legs tossed aside over years of mutilation induced by...
View Articleas yet untitled (in progress)
My name is a curse when you spit itI guess that's all that I getGood coffee mixed with sour milkand I'm feeling this guiltPromised something deep and satisfyinglike mom's apple pie andtime takes it...
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