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Two days without an entry...
...so I've now blown it good and proper for this month. (I'm not *actually* being hard on myself, so much as I'm mildly frustrated that this is a sort-of goal that I've not yet achieved. Just like aiming to exercise every day for a month, even if you don't meet it, you get a lot of benefit from the attempt. But it would satisfy the part of my brain ( Read more... ) -
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confessions of the failed journaler
I've posted every day this month, except the 2nd, which I noticed on the 3rd, and rectified by promptly posting something I had written on the 2nd and backdating it.
I've had this journal twelve years and I'm pretty sure I've never managed a "pure" post-every-day month. Every time I look at my calendar, I see the little "2" and know that my post ( Read more... ) -
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Watching Republicans fall all over themselves trying not to endorse Donald Trump does, at least, fill me with grim satisfaction.
NB: Buffy bless her.
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My grandma watches a lot of Chopped.
Chopped Junior is really cute, and really impressive, but I can't watch it because I don't want to see the kids get chopped! |=( -
today's potd
What happens when you score a ridiculous deal at an auction on a real big dining room table and don't have to eat in the kitchen anymore?
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I wonder if there's a conspiracy for releasing awful sad/nostalgic pop songs all at once. Like, Adele, I want a waily breakup song, not this saccharine home movies shit. And "let me sing you my birthdays" guy: I do not care about your whiny getting older song. Taylor, I will not remember you. In fact, I'll forget you on purpose. And one-call guy, ( Read more... ) -
bad predictions
I always figured Matchbox 20 would outlast Maroon 5, seeing as how Maroon 5 was/is a horny Savage Garden with slightly harder guitar. Alas, alas for alt rock.
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