This is sort of a follow-up to my post from a couple of days ago. I’ve learned that if I state my intention to do a follow-up or a related post, it almost never happens. But if I had stated my intention, it would have gone something like this: “I have more to say about [...]
Tag Archives: becoming human
kind of like the princess and the pea. maybe?
Yesterday the plan was to be working in the morning and babysitting at night, with a long afternoon to myself. Got a call first thing in the morning from my manager asking if I could cover the two afternoon birthday parties for my co-worker whose granddad was in the hospital. Of course the answer was [...]
love and teddy bears
My teddy bear’s head started to fall off last night.
It’s almost funny, because of the timing. I’ve had stuffed animals fall apart before, but this is the one I’ve had the longest and hugged the closest, and while he’s certainly aged, in 25 years he hasn’t lost so much as a tuft of fur. And [...]
Waiting in the void
You remember, last post, how I said “I don’t like waiting in the void”? That was, um, an understatement. I really just don’t cope with it. If I can’t see some glimmer of a hint that what I’m waiting for is coming, I can’t believe that it ever will. I usually exercise my over-capable imagination [...]
birds and paper bags
So there’s this Fiona Apple song — possibly my favorite of her songs, for how often it seems to accord with my own thoughts. It’s about craving and reaching and not getting and finding that you were reaching for the wrong thing anyway and what the hell? All of which happens to me a lot.
It’s [...]
How journalling saved my life: also, dropping the other shoe for once
So I don’t think it came across too much, but I spent the first 33 hours of 2010 (as well as the last 3 of 2009) feeling pretty rotten. Anxious, moody, depressed, desperate. Blech. There are particular things in my life I was responding to that triggered those feelings, but we don’t need to talk [...]
Taking stock
It’s been quite a year, kids. Do we say that every year? Maybe… it’s still true, though. This time last year, I lived in a different state, I had a different job, and I was just starting to post Nona Umbra.
I’ve accomplished some big goals– moving and finishing NU Book One being top of that [...]
in which my heart bleeds for an imaginary T-Rex
One of my favorite internet time-killers is reading Dinosaur Comics, hitting the “random” button for a new strip until my internal monologue starts to sound like T-Rex (at which point it is time to STOP). I say this, only so you’ll know that Dinosaur Comics ordinarily makes me very happy and I love it and [...]
