On narrow timing
There’s a possibility I might just be doing this whole adulthood thing wrong…
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On pre-wedding insomnia
It is seven in the morning, and I am not sleeping. I’m doing everything besides for sleeping. I’m washing my laundry, I’m testing out my email-to-post system (It didn’t work out), I’m checking my savings account balance, I’m worrying about my savings account balance, I’m looking up the prices of life insurance (really? fucking really?)… [...]
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On the party
I sit in corners. He attempts to rescue me. He attempts to pull me into the group… or rather, to gather the group around me, because where he goes, people tend to follow him.
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On the unofficial Mother’s Day entry
What annoys me is that I was planning anything. I don’t want to admit that I tried. I wish I could say that I didn’t. I wish I could say that I meant it that way. [...] I know that if she reads this, she will cringe, and I’d like to say that it was my intention to make her cringe. There would be honor in that at least…
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On the OD — pt 2 (the third)
I stretched myself out with my feet by the headboard feeling like my body was leaden and my head was helium-filled. I wondered if this was the other side of suicide. I wondered if I was already dead. I did not think about bleeding. I knew somehow that if I thought about it, it would happen..
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On the OD
The chipper quality of my voice in this message belied my intent for the call. A nearby Polish woman smiled at me while taking a drag on her cigarette. I smiled back at her, and descended into the subway for the last time in life…
...read more hereOn reticence
I’d like to say that I’ve been methodically slaving away at my various and sundry (by which I mean entirely too many) projects, and to a certain extent that’s been true… but mostly I’ve been staring at my hands wondering which task they should be dealing with at this moment… and I’m ashamed to say that I’ve spent a little bit (by which I mean a lot) more time sleeping than I’d like to report.
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On what ‘single’ means
I was interrupted by the sound of two very small people yelling for what seemed like no purpose at all. What the fuck…? Oh, right, it’s Saturday Morning, isn’t it? Time to take the kiddies out to wherever it is the kiddies go on Saturday Morning. God dammit! Hush those kids! I thought. Don’t they know there are hung over people on the train?
...read more hereOn the EOL of summer
Two memes in a row? Really? I’ve been kind of out of it, very busy with fast-approaching deadlines, sleep deprived, [insert more excuses here], etc. I’ve been a little angry and a little frustrated and not much able to put words together coherently. I was going to write a lighthearted post about my girlfriend from down the way and her little run-in with free-mason based conspiracy theories… but I just can’t right now
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On sleep deprivation
I’m superwoman after all. On the one hand, I’m astounded by how much I can accomplish when I sleep less. On the other hand I am amazed by how many stupid errors I make. You know, like when you misspell the word “the” as “teh” and can’t figure out how to correct it? That’s called sleep deprivation.
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