it's a convoluted mess
Oh hey it’s the middle of November. Thanksgiving is next week. I haven’t written anything here since the middle of September. Because reasons. A lot of reasons. It’s November 18th. Ten years ago today I spent eight hours sitting in a Caribou talking to a boy I met on the internet. Ten. Years. My twenties were full of a lot of bad, BAD decisions. But an insomnia-induced whim to create a profile on a free… Keep reading…One Decade…
Bob took Monday and Tuesday off for a long weekend. We spent most of it on the couch, being lazy, playing video games, having inane conversations, and laughing A LOT. We went out to dinner and overstuffed ourselves with Mexican food. We even got dessert, which we never do. Eight years. He’s my favorite. — I’ll Bet On You Toad the Wet Sprocket
I currently have twenty-six posts sitting in drafts. There are a few that are mostly finished, but I have no intention of posting. Things I’ve written that I thought I wanted to dump into the ether, but once it was on the page I no longer felt compelled to press publish. I keep them because it felt better getting it out of my head. It’s the closest thing I have to a private journal these… Keep reading…Standing right here…
Oh hey, it’s August. July was fully centered on surgery and recovery and staring blankly at various points in front of me because I didn’t have the energy for much else. Aside from whining about it on Twitter. I did A LOT of whining about it on Twitter. Nothing new there. So. Stuff. And things… 1.) I may or may not write a lengthy post about septoplasty and bilateral turbinate reduction. I have plenty to… Keep reading…Melting over time…
I didn’t make a single post in the month of May and we’re already approaching the end of June. Generally in the long stretches between posts, I start, revisit, abandon, and/or delete half a dozen drafts trying to come up with something to write that doesn’t make me want to bang my head against the wall. This time around… I don’t think I even really opened WordPress. I’ve barely been writing anything. I started this… Keep reading…Caught in a one-way street…
Oh hey. It’s Sunday night insomnia. How’s business? … I had my annual physical and walked out with orders for blood work, a mammogram, a CT scan of my sinuses, and a referral to an ENT doctor. … Blood work showed I have really low iron and need supplements, but this may be a factor in the monthly headaches that render me utterly useless for three days. Though I won’t know for a few… Keep reading…Setting it off again…