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It's been a long time since I logged into LJ with the express purpose of updating my life. I used to think of writing entries as writing letters to friends. It always felt lovely. But now I have the same sort of longing without any of the skill, a skill that I suppose has mostly dwindled with age. As time to wonder gives way to paying bills and ( Read more... ) -
Greeting Cards
I cannot create polls, but I'd like to send holiday cards. Please leave your address in the comments (they are screened so no one will know-oh-oh-oh-ooooh your address but me).
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Oh, LJ, I don't know what to do with you anymore. I only want to come here when I feel like giving in to cynicism. That's just no good. For one thing, there'd be a written record of my indulgent, simpering behavior sure to embarrass and shame me at a later date. For another, it doesn't seem worth the effort to indulge the brash feelings of ( Read more... ) -
I took the stars from my eyes and then I made a map
My feet felt like those of a duck. Flat. Loud. Giant. The fact that I was bounding down a hill, bounding because I couldn’t help my legs from flailing beneath me, trash bag in hand punctuated the slapping sound of $7 sneakers on asphalt. Behind me, a chuckle tumbled into my ears. “Are you laughing at me?” I asked, smiling ( Read more... ) -
Let your mind go
Yesterday something in the universe felt chimerical, a subtle undercurrent of sequined devilry, a little happenstance mixed with positivity. Despite my generally gloomy attitude, even I could not ignore it ( Read more... ) -
Aligaitor
Three weeks later, my ankle is still giving me grief. It is my own fault. Just as it starts to feel good again, I push it and run. Then I’m back to square one. I’m finally attempting to have a doctor look at it by requesting an appointment at a place called The Running Institute ( Read more... ) -
Pumpkin Spice and Everything Nice
Much has happened. A lot is good. A lot is so-so. Some is just downright pitiful. Unfortunately, I have not had time to commit myself to writing it all down, each effort to journal it up being replaced with a much more immediate need like another Diet Coke or sleep.
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Tonight Puff and I briefly swung by a house that is for rent, a pretty impressive property for the rental price, complete with a pool and finished basement. The perks of home owning without all of the responsibility, maybe? I'm not going to get my hopes way up. It's the first space we've found, and there are a lot of factors left to contend with ( Read more... ) -
Reserve. Renew.
Yesterday was the ultimate experience in understanding that I am no longer a kid, just how much growing I’ve done, when I went to the local library for the first time since grammar school, I think. I immediately walked all the way to the right just like I used to. In going immediately to the right just like I used to, I was smack dab in the middle ( Read more... ) -
Things! With bullets! Hey-ooo!
- I changed my desktop background to that of an otter eating an orange slice. It’s cute, but every time I see it I’m left craving an orange (and an otter, but that is not as accessible). I crave oranges on most days. Now I will start craving them multiple times a day. I bought come clementines yesterday, which will make up for the terrible pick of ( Read more... )