Journal
When Does Feminine Mystique Become Crazy Old Lady?
This week went well. Whacked my hand as I was leaving for work on the door frame like I forgot it was bloody attached. Plus, it has rained so much this week (had to go back and edit that since, it ain’t done yet, apparently) that all the aches became pains, and they joined forces […]
MoreI Was Trumped By A Squirrel
Not that I’m at all surprised, and while I would not go so far as to say I ‘hate’ him (as I now see quite plainly it is a he, as you too can see), I do have a strong loathing. I expected this. I did. ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ And it was all my fault, I accept […]
MoreWhere The Music Takes Me
I have this friend of mine, Crossroads I’ve called him in the past, but he’s known as D3, so thusly he shall be referred. Well, his eclectic collection of music often has me either nostalgic, amused, or otherwise. This collection spans many genres and is present on vinyl, cassette or CD. Once, just a simple […]
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