February 2011
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January 2011
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Listening to 90's rock makes me...
Jesus, good God, fuck is life an adventure. An adventure that I need to wear a helmet for because I’m always bracing for impact. What the hell am I doing? Where the hell am I going?
I’ve replayed my past few years of life in previous blogs, but to refresh your memories let’s recap since, oh 2008-ish?
OU college—> got married —> worked full time at...
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I'm tired.
of people not listening
of people half listening
I should take this as a learning opportunity. What have I learned? I should not talk to people about anything that can’t be read on their own. I shouldn’t offer supportive advice to people who seem stressed. I should just do what I am told and accept that I can’t always have a voice.
There’s this growing list of people...
Day 19.
Wow 9 am classes are rough when you’ve been staying up until 4 am for two months. I’ve had enough cafeine to kill a small animal and I may still fall over.
Today is very pretty.
18 days into the new year.
it could have been worse.
It seems like everyone is cranky or really upset about something. I’m not sure what is going on. I’m not going to complain, really, to anyone about anything. I’m happy to be alive. Last year, I smashed into a car and got hurt. Nothing really serious, but it makes me grateful for having a normal life or at least one that isn’t complicated with...
Day 16.2
I need to sleep more during the designated human sleeping hours. I believe they fall into the realm of 10 pm to 10 am. My sleeping hours usually start around sunrise and end with something loaded with caffeine.
Day 16.
I have She Wants Revenge playing through my head at 3:30 am. I spent an hour applying for jobs. I ate some fake fruit loops, well, off brand. I am considering laying down on the couch and closing my eyes—instead I’m having a sodomy conversation with my ex-boyfriend.
This is day 16.
sometimes.
I wish I could sleep for 100 years.
But only if I can sleep in your arms.
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What the fuck just happened? Day 12 for Madam.
It was facebook that alerted me to the tragedy that had happened on Saturday. I had spent the day resting up for a fund raising event and was in the middle of doing my theatrical makeup. I went about my business not taking much notice to the shootings that had occured. I didn’t hear how many were shot or who had been killed. People die all of the time. Phoenix nightly news is flooded with...
Day 6.
Today has not been a good knee day. I don’t know why, but it’s sorer than usual. I spent the day picking up the apartment and cleaning things for a slumber party tomorrow. I meant to go to the SS office, but I left all of my paperwork in the car… that Brad took to work.
Oh well.
I slept for the first time in a long time. That was nice. This is day 6 of my New Year. What did you...
day 3.
6 hour nap.
caffeine withdrawal.
inability to concentrate.
desire for m&ms.
watching netflix.
It is Monday.
For the New Year... 2011
I will post a blog a day.
Yup.
Christmas in PHX.
It is goddamn ridiculous.
Driving down the street, eyes wandering from house to house.
Lights strung amongst palm trees.
There are lighted, wire deer standing on faded grass.
I sigh,
Christmas never comes to the desert.
There are lights, and colors, and plastic pine trees but—
Christmas isn’t here.
Parking lots full of pre-cut trees.
Malls filled with seasonal Santas.
The spirit of giftmas...
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