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brushing the dust off of this (and then promptly forgetting about it again, to be sure) because hahahahahahaha god.
evie's ten. today. the fuck.
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apparently i am too old to 'get' how to use tumblr.
guess it's back to the old standard.
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I have all these ~feelings~ about it being my birthday. For one, I’m /here/ - I’ve done my birthday not in Phoenix before, but it’s never as right as it is when I’m here. But this year it’s kind of mixed: I leave, not the /day/ after, but the day after that, so it’s sort of weirdly bittersweet. I’ve been dreading it a little, because past this I ( Read more... ) -
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Spent the day watching a Project Runway marathon with my mom.
Now I am sitting here, feeling vaguely queasy, watching Springsteen and the E Street Band live in Barcelona, and hating all attempts to icon ever.
But mostly I'm watching the DVD.
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Chipotle is still not an adequate Filibertos substitute, BUT it is like twenty minutes away from the FedEx location where my dress for Mo's wedding will be ( Read more... ) -
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Of course, after all that -- all that! -- I actually managed to get to sleep after I put Evie on the bus this morning, and it was /glorious/. (I will take that, and the waking up every couple of hours but being able to go back to sleep again, over the not being able to get to sleep at all or the waking up every hour, every half hour. I will -so- ( Read more... ) -
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Well, despite the earlier post I was actually feeling pretty okay for most of the day -- aside from the headache, which I'm pretty much getting used to being there all the time ( Read more... ) -
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I was so excited. I remember /being excited/ because I was fairly sure my insomnia had cycled back -- back out, back away. Whatever.
Except that apparently I was wrong.
