Confession: I love to take surveys. I have lots of opinions and I’m always very happy when someone asks me about them. Today I got to fill out not one, but two surveys. They were…
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Day 177 of 200: The Slow Dance
Since the New Year, work has slowed down considerably. My nearly-full-time contact gig has expired, and, well so has everything else apparently. This is not the first slow period in my ten-year freelancing career and…
Day 173 of 200: It’s Sunday & I’m Boring
This is totally to brag, but I did not get out of bed until 10:30 both days this weekend. I lolled around in bed an hour and a half intermittently reading, masturbating, and dozing. It…
Day 170 of 200: Running on Empty
The title is a little funny because I spent most of the morning listening to Jackson Browne. It’s less funny because right now as I type these words I am running on empty. I’m annoyed…
Day 169 of 200: Life is a Highway
(Life is not a highway.) However, 169 is a highway that runs by my house. For all you stalkers, I live a few blocks south of 169. You should note that I refuse to open…
Day 139 of 200: I Forgot to be in the Moment
When it happened I thought, oh, I should quicky write about this before it gets away. It was what I believe is called “being present in the moment.” I was wearing super cozy pajamas, my…
Day 125 of 200: Blank
It’s 10:30 on Monday night and I don’t have a thought in my head. I thought I had a few, but after typing about 25 words I changed my mind. You don’t want to hear…
Day 119 of 200: Found Time & Murderous Impulses
As I may have mentioned once or 816 times, I am not a morning person. So when my phone vibrated at 6:38 this morning, I really did want to light someone on fire. Lucky for…
Day 97 of 200: Still Busy, Still Boring
It’s not Sunday, but I’m still boring. Do you remember when I used to do weekly Sunday + Boring posts? Ahhh. . . the good old days of 2015 when I tried to blog like…
Day 96 of 200: Fried
I’m not one a person who conflates busyness with being interesting. A lot of people do. If you’ve ever read world-class mommyblog Dooce at all since she got divorced, you know exactly what I mean….