I think it’s time for me to write a big story. I’ve been mulling over how to do this. I’ve started and deleted a lot of entries here, and they always get deleted because they’re too angry. I’m not angry anymore. I’m very, very clear. So I think I’m going to start here, as kind… Continue reading hard and clear.
Up: I’m so much better now. My voice is back. I no longer sneeze every 60 seconds. My head does not feel as if it’s been stuffed with cotton. Down: I may have a sinus infection. I feel run-down. I have no money to see a doctor to make sure it’s not a sinus infection,… Continue reading up and down.
Secretly, I think I should be interviewing people. Who and about what, I don’t know. But I’m intensely curious about what makes people tick, and so I kind of feel like I should be interviewing…somebody. However, because my social reach right now is limited due to winter and sickness, I picked someone instantly close to… Continue reading sunday interview
Trying really hard not to freak out about money. February is going to be a tight month, too, Internet. Afraid to look at my credit card bill – they keep declining everything that comes to them. I know I need to talk to them about it, but I keep paying the bill hoping that eventually… Continue reading 4 big questions.
I’ve uploaded a vlog. I’m sick, and so why not? It was far less work than typing out my thoughts, and you won’t have to read a lot of sick-brain typos. Plus, you can watch and see me, live and on camera, lose track of a thought (it’s the part where mention of The Fred… Continue reading sick show.
Welp. I opened up a can of worms again, but this is how I do seem to like to learn all my lessons: the harder, the better. I dig challenges. (Not really. I’m actually kind of lazy – it’s just I’m like a Jungian wet dream; were Carl still alive, he’d hold me up as… Continue reading bravery of learning.
Internet, what the holy crap is going ON?! First David Bowie, now Alan Rickman?! That’s bullshit, and I won’t have it. I will NOT have it. I swear to god, if Dame Judi or Sir Pat or – oh my god don’t you even THINK about, you stupid Death Guy – Sir Ian are taken,… Continue reading wish list.