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act 1: the confrontation, or lack thereof how do i explain to them that i see no point in explaining myself when i am up against authority that does what they want, that any suggestion i bring up will be glossed over and dismissed for a feckle$$ idea exempt from any and all criticisms anyway? act 2: anger with nowhere to go i have been determined to not talk about ai on this blog but i am so so…
the dental assistant patted the seat, clipped the bib around me, and handed me a bright pair of sunglasses to replace my less stylish glasses. as she pressed buttons and crinkled papers, i looked around, first at the rubber bands keeping the tissue box propped up on the arm of the chair, then at the "no cellphones" sign i had not seen in the last six months—there's no way they just taped this…
if i am in a situation where i have to slightly inconvenience someone, i am retreating and keeping my mouth shut. if i have to use up any kind of resource, be it cash, energy, or an item, i find a way to keep my expenditures at zero. in either situation i grin and bear it. but all this energy i spend circumventing always ends up inconveniencing someone anyway (me). no more i say! below are quality…
i can't do vague matcha drinking cutoff times of "3 to 4-ish." after accidentally taking a half-hour nap with my dog during work hours, i took a matcha break at 4 in the afternoon to help me hammer through all the outstanding tasks i procrastinated on doing in the morning. it certainly worked, but now at 3 am my heart is cranked up to 100 beats per second and outpacing the crystal singing bowl…
i've gotten used to waking up to the sun seeping right through my eyelids that i panicked when i woke up in the dark this morning. i'm not bothered though, because i've missed layering weather—so much so that i've been fully embracing the new season with these chilly r&b and soul songs on repeat: Useless (Without You) - Elmiene I Think I Like You Better When You're Gone - Reneé Rapp BROWN SUGAH -…
people say it isn't good to go to bed mad when you have a partner. as a single person, i think the closest thing i have to that is not going to bed anxious. i have been a bundle of nerves today ahead my day of travel. in order to lighten the weight on my shoulders and feel better tomorrow, i'm going to lay out all the things that made me anxious today. a group conversation at a restaurant where…
what fond memories of my short trip to Sweden! the days felt like never ending mornings - i'd wake up in bright sunlight and go to bed under a sky that refused to go any darker than cerulean. i actually didn't expect to come away with much from this solo getaway nor did i want to expect much considering the luck i had on my first trip sleeping atop dead (?) bed bugs (?) in Portugal . for the best…
i blinked and we're halfway through the year. i should be used to this by now, the speeding up of time as i get older, but it surprises me every dang year. i helped my mom out with some gardening in the afternoon. well, some preparing to be able to garden. is that still counted as gardening? my job was to throw bulging bags of soil into the planter box as she cut plus signs across the plastic so i…
my steam deck has not gone unplayed for more than 12 hours since i got it. i almost thought i would regret my big purchase because of the handful of reviewers recommending the stronger handhelds out there, but i am happy to report that i have no regrets. i'm obsessed! i've always preferred handheld gaming to the more official consoles requiring cables running to TVs and monitors (excluding the…
i always miss something. today it's thick socks and boots. my feet have been ice cold since morning when i stepped out onto the mountains of beige snow the city hasn't yet cleaned. i almost fell trying to balance on what little walkway there was! i cussed my whole way to the office. normally, i would never talk about work. i value my life too much to waste my time groaning about the very obvious…