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There is NO superfluous H in my name. Please to get it right.
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Born and raised in Suburban, Minnesota…
I have been writing inane things on the internet since 2001.
I have been writing inane things in general since I was twelve years old.
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In a nutshell…
I am: super awkward, painfully shy and a staunch introvert with loud and obnoxious tendencies, an obsessive and passionate geek about many things, a writer, a wallflower, a hopeless romantic, skeptical and riddled with anxiety, long-winded, endlessly snarky, a walking contradiction, the Queen of Self-Deprecation, and a recovering doormat
I love: Bob, writing, music, books, movies, sleeping, my computer, my niece and nephews, stuffed animals, Eeyore, caramel-filled chocolate, ginger ale, my cursed Jetta, critters, random blog stalking, inside jokes, architecture, the color blue, rambling, O.A.R., Matt Nathanson, The Monkees, video games, Final Fantasy XIV, office supplies, kitchen gadgets, snark, weekends, randomness
I hate thoroughly dislike: the phone, driving, writer’s block, headaches, sinusitis, ineffective medications, willfully stupid people, bad drivers, traffic, the distance between Anoka and Burnsville, attention whores, books written in first-person present-tense, and people who can’t spell my name right
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I have clinical depression, severe generalized anxiety disorder, and inattentive-type ADHD. I have a trifecta from hell. I first saw a doctor in March of 2007 and have spent the years since searching for answers and effective treatments (pharmaceutical and otherwise). I have spent thousands of dollars on expensive drugs and even more expensive tests, and come up nil on just about all of it. I’m still searching for answers, but it is absolutely exhausting sometimes. Or all the time. I am rarely not soul-crushingly exhausted. But I also have Hashimoto’s Disease to compound all of it, so…
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I am married to Bob. He is my sanity and my saving grace and he makes me ridiculously happy. We met on a [long defunct] free online dating site. He sent me a message with a really cheesy pickup line as the subject and I almost didn’t open it.
… Our first date lasted for eight hours sitting in a Caribou.
… Our second “date” lasted four days over Thanksgiving weekend.
… Two months after we met, I moved in with him.
… On our first anniversary he proposed in the car in the parking lot of a [different] Caribou.
… We got married ten months later.
We are staunch homebodies. We are shamelessly inane. We play video games. We have entire conversations of nothing but inside jokes. We laugh constantly.
Geek love is the best love.
You should try it sometime.
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I have a deep-rooted emotional attachment to music. My tastes, or lack thereof, are completely shameless. Don’t expect me to be embarrassed or ashamed of what I like. Chances are you like something I can’t stand.
O.A.R., Matt Nathanson, Nine Days, Ingram Hill, Train, The Killers, The Monkees, Better Than Ezra, Toad the Wet Sprocket, Tonic, Andy Grammer, Sister Hazel, Sara Bareilles, Brandi Carlile, Matchbox Twenty, Stephen Kellogg, Semisonic, Carbon Leaf, Eric Hutchinson, Aijia, Fall Out Boy, Tony Lucca, Mat Kearney, Darren Criss, Gavin DeGraw, Billy Joel, Graham Colton, Ryan Star, Matt Hires, Splender, The Police, Def Leppard, 90’s alternative, some Canadian rock bands, various American Idol alumni, former Mouseketeers, a few Glee kids, a penchant for schmultzy pop music generally of the boyband variety…and that’s just to name a few…
The DOMAIN…
Get a Life Books {dot} com was once my writing website many, many years ago. It sat dormant for several years. Try and try (…and try…) as I might, I just couldn’t get it back up and running as a writing website. When a new pipe dream struck, I decided to repurpose the Get A Life Books domain for said pipe dream.
My domain.
My rules.
As it stands, it’s just my personal blog, but the hope has always been an ever-expanding and morphing portfolio of my endless stream of creative endeavors. I’ve made many attempts at expanding into other sites, and subsequently shut them down for numerous reasons, so we’ll see if anything ever sticks.
But that’s the beauty of having my own domain with my own rules.
I can move at the speed of me.
Sometimes slow.
Sometimes erratic.
Sometimes careening down the side of a mountain.
But mostly slow.
The OTHER Blog…
In September 2001, I started my first online blog/journal/whathaveyou on livejournal.com. In nine years I managed over 4,700 posts on that journal. Through all of my website/blog pipe dreams I kept going back to that journal. I often wondered why I would get so hung up on building a blog on another site (my own domain) when I had that journal.
I never really came up with an answer, but I finally reached a point where I had to move on to someplace else.
That journal saw me through a lot of years and a lot of emotions. I didn’t write about everything, but I wrote about A LOT. It carried me through some of my sickest and darkest days in my struggles with depression and anxiety. I struggle to go back and read old posts because it dredges up a lot of painful memories. There’s a lot of writing in there that people might not want to read. (I know I don’t.) There’s a lot of uncensored dialogue in there, but I’m not going to apologize for it.
I’ve always written for myself.
It’s my place.
My words.
And although I may have told you where to find it, nobody said you had to read it.
[Tweaked: 2022]