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This embarrasing stuff happened to me, you wouldn’t want to take credit for my spasticness. Is that a word? And besides, stealing is a blatant violation of the Brownie Code.
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Category Archives: Autumn
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Joel Thomas did a 3-parter at Northpoint a few weeks ago called The Immeasurable Life. First, Joel has really, really grown as a public speaker. I think he’s an interesting dude and has a background that lends itself to teaching … Continue reading
Day 203, or a retail management manifesto because I need a therapist and the holidays have sucked the life out of me.
Saturday, December 3 Ever wondered how pleasant it is to be a retail manager of a shi-shi specialty boutique with a high service expectation during the holidays? Ever wondered why you encounter surly sales people while you’re shopping in the weeks leading up … Continue reading
I confessed to someone a few weeks ago that I was the kind of girl that guys I’ve dated, looking back, after a few years of talk therapy and copious amounts of anxiety medication, could probably see all the warning signs they’d failed to recognize the … Continue reading
I don’t have much to report. Nothing really exciting or dramatic has happened in the last week or so. (Thank goodness.) I had a lovely Thanksgiving with my family and enjoyed a girls’ night out the evening before to catch The Muppets. … Continue reading
What a difference a day or two makes. Wednesday I was feeling pretty good and today I feel like the sky is falling. I don’t think I have the best coping skills. They pretty much go like this: keep it … Continue reading
Day 182, or the glass is definitely half-full and I am definitely a magnet that attracts jerks and weirdos.
Well, it’s the half-way mark, folks! I’m 6 months into my one-year journey and half-purged of assholes. I’m also half-full of complete self-respect and worthiness. I’m trying to be optimistic. It’s not something that comes naturally to me. Unfortunately, being … Continue reading
I never thought I’d say this but I’m longing for a more strenuous exercise program. While I’m going through weekly IV iron treatments, I’m supposed to lay off of the heavy stuff to keep me from passing out or dying … Continue reading
A good friend of mine got married on Sunday. Anytime someone I know marries, and pretty much any time in general, I start freaking out about how old I am (36) and how unlikely it is that I’ll get married. … Continue reading