My mom once bit a forest ranger. The family had adopted an orphaned fawn, and the ranger came to take it away because it was a wild animal, and she bit him. I don’t know how old she was, but it’s interesting to note that biting runs in the family. My daughter’s a biter too, […]
What did I do today? Umm…survived work. That’s the biggie. Sorta half-assed rehearsed, which was depressing. It was supposed to be a full-dress rehearsal, but I was so freaking exhausted I had to nap, which made me late, and I didn’t dress up at all and didn’t get hooked up with a tour. I did
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Holy shit. It just keeps coming. I have so much to do. Why do I have to waste my time at work? The edit wanders on. I’ll get it done. I will. And then I’ll get other things done that need doing. But in the meantime, I may be a bit stressed. And my house
Figured something out–this is the hardest time of the year for me to be productive outside of work. So doesn’t it make sense to go easy on myself? Why yes. Yes, it does. Towards that end, the Joss-edit is on the back-burner till I have more energy and a friend or two get back to
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Today, from the first time I mentioned my sore throat on the internets, I have been sick a month. You may imagine I’m a bit frustrated. My brain isn’t what it should be, my energy isn’t nearly what I need, and this cough just won’t go away. I’m trying to edit Joss. I’m trying to
I’d love one, but I don’t have time. How does the third week of September work for you? A friend once told me (stop me if you’ve heard this before) that he didn’t know how I did it. Every time Life knocked me down, I got right back up. I stared at him and laughed,
I keep jerking awake. Flailing, usually. Once I fell off the bed. It’s a twin, very narrow, and there was a cat…anyway. Jerk awake. Flailing. Drowning. Can’t breathe. We all know life is fragile. Know it in our heads, anyway. But when you wake six times in one night, drowning in the immune response of