Monthly Archives: January 2011

Learning new tricks.

So, I’m officially an adult. I changed my own headlight bulb. (Or are you officially an adult when you change your own tire? Whatever.) I’m keeping the old bulb as a reminder of how awesome I am. I don’t know … Continue reading

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Blue skies are out there somewhere.

These dinosaurs are not mine. They’re just the computers I have to lean on to peer outside and daydream. I think there are maybe two offices in this hotel that have a window. We have one of them. And it’s … Continue reading

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Crushed.

I have a crush on a boy I work with. He’s my age. Which means he’s too immature to date. And clueless as only a 20-something guy can be. I’ve had crushes in the past. I was married, not dead. … Continue reading

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Poppy Seeds

So, last week, the husband asked me to come over and take whatever else I wanted from the apartment. He’s moving out. I told him there wasn’t anything else I wanted, I had already packed and stored all of my … Continue reading

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Politics! Scary!

Oh, peeps, we’re gonna have a field day with this one. So, my mother and her husband are republicans. Also, conspiracy theorists. Well, they swear they’re not, but… they are. I zone out whenever one of them begins a conversation … Continue reading

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Happiness

I told you 2011 was the year of the library. (No cracks about the young adult novels. They were free.) I found Paradise on a shelf in the used bookstore for all of a dollar. It is, without a doubt, … Continue reading

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Playing tricks on myself.

I think I might be losing the battle. I swear, I’m trying to stay strong, resolute… but I feel myself slipping. I want to reach out to my husband. I fucking miss him. It’s harder and harder to stay away, … Continue reading

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