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Everything feels weird in a way it has never felt weird before.
I don't know why I feel like pointing this out, but I just did.
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What's with making LJ look like every other website out there?
Anyway, my computer wouldn't save 500 extra words I'd written on The Odds, but I finally managed to rewrite about 300 of it. I was past 2k words, but now I'm not anymore.
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OK, so phones.
Man, I'm going to stop texting EVERYONE. People are tired of my minutia, they either ignore me or are rude and I'm sick of it. So what if I can't excite you? Even the one person who said, "I don't want you to be sad by yourself," doesn't text me at all anymore ( Read more... ) -
Phantosmia
I felt the first signs of phantosmia again last night. Alex had picked Alyssa up a sandwich, and the smell triggered it. I can't remember a time I actually identified a trigger! Anyway, we leave for Canada on Wednesday, so it should be interesting to see how long it lasts while we're there. -
If you want to add me:
1) This is a personal journal, not a fan fic one. Most of my mutual friends are moms like I am and I have been friends with them for years. This doesn't mean that ALL my friends are moms and they ALL share my opinions. I have some child-free friends, friends who are male, and friends who have different opinions about things than I do. (And I ( Read more... ) -
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You'd think I was asking for a kidney.
I'm not.
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My mom is back in the hospital ( Read more... ) -
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I should be farther than this.
But I've deceived myself into thinking that at the end there will be a reward. Something I've wanted for a long time. An epiphany. Something that's supposed to happen.
Then I realize the reward is just completing it.
The title: novelist.