it's a convoluted mess
Last summer I got the bug in my brain to try my hand at Project 365. I started a blog, I took pictures, I posted them [almost] everyday. And while a lot of them (okay, most of them) were uninspired hooey, I kept it up. I’ve managed to keep taking pictures, but I’ve gone through long bouts of slacking off on actually posting the pictures. Right now the dedicated blog is sitting about two months… Keep reading…Collect it at the borderline…
I’ve been trying to compose a recap of Saturday’s festivities, but it’s just not coming together the way I want it to. I’ll have to spend some time figuring that one out, I guess. I think it took me almost a full week to put together a summary of our wedding ceremony weekend, I suppose I shouldn’t be too concerned that words fail me on the reception as well at this point. If we get… Keep reading…There’s another round for you…
The Moogle just about says it all… —
On Saturday, July 10th, I’ll be at my parents’ house surrounded by family and friends celebrating my marriage to the man I plan to spend the rest of my life with. My husband. My soulmate. My saving grace. My Robert. It’s been over nine months since we actually got married and I still have a hard time wrapping my brain around the fact that I’m MARRIED. Holy crap. How the hell did that happen? Three… Keep reading…I try and comprehend you but…
I’m short. I always have been. I’m 4′ 11.5″ tall and I’ve grown a grand total of an inch and a half since I was twelve years old. Now I’m thirty years old. (Holy crap, I’m THIRTY.) I never even hit the five foot mark. But hey, I’m tall for my height. I started to pack on weight around age ten. And kept gaining. By junior high I was wearing a size 14. By high… Keep reading…Weighty…
Copying and pasting from other blog/website pipe dreams totally counts as progress so shut up. If it somehow resembles a coherent dialogue, I’M KEEPING IT. Even if it’s old, out-dated, has no relevance to anything around it, whatever. That’s why this is my pipe dream. Have I mentioned recently that Vyvanse makes me all flail-y and high? I have—just likely not in this space. Yet. Vyvanse is an amphetamine and it’s kind of worthless for… Keep reading…Hey look, a current blog post!