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I realized today, that I am a truly shitty friend. I've spent so much of the last two years trying to make my body work and pouting when it didn't that I've become completely self centered. I want want want when it comes to friends. I need them to listen, I want them to call, I am desperate for a bit of attention, but it turns out that I've been ( Read more... ) -
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The holidays are always filled with anxiety for me. The past five years has brought my family out from California to brave the colds of Chicago. There's cleaning, de-petting the spare bedrooms, setting up our ridiculously large tree, baking cookies for decoration, worrying about where we're going to take people and who is going to fight with whom ( Read more... ) -
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Wow, I suck at keeping in touch. Its been three weeks and I haven't written a word here, even though I check up on you all nearly every day ( Read more... ) -
One Small Act
I had previously posted that I wanted to do weekly posts about small acts of kindness that I would perpetrate on the world at large. Its harder to do than it sounds. But . . . today I did something that I didn't think was a big deal at all, but I got a big reaction ( Read more... ) -
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Have you ever had a shitty day that was turned entirely around by someone's unexpected kind words ( Read more... ) -
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Feeling Better
So I'm doing a bit better now. The new med seems to be helping, and I went without a cane today. Still had to be careful, I'm a bit weak and the pain comes rushing back when I move too fast. I'm hoping this new med will take the place of some of my least favorite most taken old ones ( Read more... ) -
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So, my doctor is a dick. Seriously ( Read more... ) -
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Does it make us too geeky if angwe and I are posting simultaneously in two separate rooms of the same house? Probably ( Read more... ) -
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Well, high levels of pain for the last few days have conspired to make me nauseous and dizzy, which isn't helping me write my latest grant report any. Add to that, my ever late newsletter and the endless rounds of edits that come from a collective non-profit culture and I'm about ready to cry.
Suck.