I am a food blogger ( Read more... )

And here goes yet another triumphant return to my LJ ( Read more... )

And then from the aether... :) Just got a way-later-than-usual text from a friend/co-host and the warm fuzzies returned ( Read more... )

This is some kind of tired, all brain pervasive. I've come to the conclusion that three is the largest number of jobs I should have simultaneously. Three is fine, two is great, and one would be ideal, but four is way more exhausting than I expected and until my back stops being all twingy during certain movements, thus allowing me to go back to the ( Read more... )

There's so much I want to write about, but I'm having a strangely hard time starting in on it all. The past week has been full of some pretty sweet triumphs and a few developments that could've easy been disasters, but I seem to have managed to prevent that. The end result is that I feel pretty damn good about myself, and since I've finally gotten ( Read more... )

One of the side effects of pouring oneself wholly into non-self driven endeavors is that one tends to forget about the stuff one planned on doing in one's off time. Which is why I haven't written - at least, not outside of my head - since last month, but to be fair, things have been moving very quickly and I know how important it is that I get a ( Read more... )

As I so often do when faced with odd, non-tingly sensations, I have ensconced myself in "The West Wing." I'm having a late dinner and delightedly waiting for CJ to balance that egg. She has so many moments that I find, I don't know, warm. Whatever it is, it makes me feel like less of a freak when she has them, so their frequency pleases me ( Read more... )

This evening shall be spent dancing around my room and listening to The Clash too loudly on headphones. I need it ( Read more... )

This is ridiculous. I'm a grown ass woman. I should not be thinking about bed at 9:30. I'm not getting into bed or anything, but I'm already thinking about what book I want to read and what I want to listen to. Prime of life, my eye. Yes, I have a lot on my plate, but sleep should not be this appealing.

One of the nicest things about WIDR being out on campus is that we get the chance to snare the kids who will, in all likelihood, need us. I know so many people who would've left Western or straight up dropped out were it not for their love of WIDR ( Read more... )