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People are weird. I don't understand them. They say one thing, and do another. They want to be your friend, until you need something and then they are too busy, or you're too needy - no matter how much you have been there when they've needed something in the past. People are complex.I don't understand… Continue reading On People.
"I'm not going to make it today." you say at the last minute. "Something came up." "okay" I answer, because, what else am I supposed to say? it's not like this is the first (or second, or third) time you've cancelled at the last minute. Because, honestly, at this point, I'd probably be more surprised… Continue reading It’s not fine.
I am so sick of politics. It used to be that campaigning was seasonal. It lasted about 18 months every four years, and then, there was a break. Now, I feel like it is ALL politics, ALL the time. There is never a break. If we don’t talk about campaigning, we have to talk about… Continue reading Politics
I am the kind of person who uses my calendar religiously. Want to make plans? Let me check my calendar. My next available appointment is next Thursday at 6 - will that work for you? Yeah, I know its obnoxious, but that's who I am, and that's where we are. So last Friday (at the… Continue reading Alright Little Lady
As my number of followers slowly creeps up, I thought it might be fun to practice my writing skills with a good old-fashioned game of Taboo (the copyright on this game is nearly as old as I am)! For those of you unfamiliar with the game, they give you a word, and then you are… Continue reading Random Taboo?
I've been trying to write a short story for a little while now, and, its honestly just not happening for me, so instead, I thought I would take a moment to write up a character profile for one of the characters in my novel. Cornelius Cornelius is an older gentleman who looks to be about in his… Continue reading Short Story Saturday
A couple of weeks ago, I gathered my gumption, drove to Indianapolis and participated in the Niantic Wizards Unite Fan Festival. This was the first “vacation” I’d taken by myself (although I travel solo all the time for work), and I was nervous as all get-out. What if something happens on the drive there? What… Continue reading My wizarding adventure
Side note: Grossma is what we called my Great-Grandmother who lived next door. I believe it is some kinda German/English mix dumbed down for little kids, but I don't know. That was her name so just go with it. Dear Grossma, Today is September 17th. It has officially been 18 years since you passed away.… Continue reading A Letter to Grossma
Sometimes I find myself wondering what would happen if I could actually have a conversation with my cat. I mean, if we are being honest I do already carry on conversations with Jessie, but they tend to be one-sided, with me speaking in complete sentences and assuming that her yelling is actually something intelligible. I… Continue reading What if… Jessie could talk back?
Lately I have been, what some might call, obsessed with Kelsea Ballerini's song "Miss Me More." If you haven't heard it, the song is about a girl who *thinks* she is gonna miss this guy when he breaks up with her, but finds out that what she actually misses is all the things about herself that she… Continue reading Miss Me More
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