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*stomp*
One of the joys of living in our suite is waking up one morning to mysterious bug bites on my hand.
Last time, they were on my finger, and it was hell: red, swollen, itchy, unusable. Now I have a couple more, but I did a bit of googling. Still no idea what kind of bites they are, but I've been soaking my hand in ice water and epsom salt, and the ( Read more... ) -
Descent Into Normality
I can't say that I've, for example, been taking those walks that I wanted to, been fanatical about my study schedule, or been even tempered, but things are moving slowly in the right direction. Granted, verry slowly.
We're pushing our househunt as hard as we can with our resources. I want to get out of this hell asap, but part of me just doesn't ( Read more... ) -
Tipping Point
We're almost 100% certain that the neighbours took Saxon and were planning to torture/kill him today ( Read more... ) -
Catch Myself
It's a terrible feeling to look ahead at the common and inevitable failure that you're bound to suffer when you first set out to doing something. However, it's a feeling that I indulge in nearly every time I pull myself out of my rut and think on a new way of doing things.
Obviously, I'm keen on finding a way to circumvent this cycle. So far, in- ( Read more... ) -
Things are being put into motion.
I shake my head at myself when I think that we've spent nearly a year twiddling our thumbs and focusing on the daily struggle ( Read more... ) -
Fine, I give in
Writing in an online journal won't help my printing/handwriting one iota, but I can't write in both and this is just so much easier ( Read more... ) -
Is Back.
So I'm back, in more ways than one ( Read more... ) -
~In Memory of Ivy and Donna~
Where should I start, to write a fitting tribute to those two sweet girls ( Read more... )