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It's three in the morning, I can't sleep, and somehow I'm just figured out that there's a Livejournal App for Android. I suppose this means everytime I have a stray thought, I can put it here instead of micro-blogging it on FaceBook, or at the very least it,means that I can just as easily post here as I can there.
Whichever.
It's 3.14am. January ( Read more... ) -
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The Significant Other and myself have developed this ritual of going to Panera and working on whatever writing project we're working. This is where I am now ( Read more... ) -
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First off, I understand depression. It's not just a feeling of intense sadness. It's not just a feeling of worthlessness. Getting motivated to get out of bed, or even waking up feels like you've been ripped from the only safe place in the Universe. Existence itself feels wrong. Everything is irritating, and harsh. You feel angry and scared, and ( Read more... ) -
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Just for the record. Livejournal is for ranting. Facebook is for soundbytes... maybe ( Read more... ) -
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I've been writing and then rewriting this entry both in and on paper- or whatever the idiom for this would be, for a few weeks now. It always starts the same ( Read more... ) -
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State of the Strobel.
I'm not every sure I was to talk about October. Professionally, it was awesome. I was the Lead Greeter the majority of the time at the haunt. I felt like I hit an artistic stride. It was good. It was exhausting. So it is every year ( Read more... )