What’s your all-time favorite album?
The soundtrack from Baz’s Gatsby!!!
Author: Theodora Vanyar
Writer. Artist. Laughter addict. Queer, Jew-ish, witchy, anxiety riddled, dealing with #BipolarDisorder, and fat. Oxford Comma FOREVER! All else is icing.
Of Bleach and Bitching
14,328 Days Alive
10 Hours Worked Today
I bleached my hair this evening. It looks…. Well, ready for color, that’s for sure.
I’m toasted levels of burnt out. Like blackened toast.
I’m going to bed. Take your meds, folks.
Of Elaboration and Exhaustion
14,327 Days Alive
72 Requests Logged Today at Work
1 Story Begging to be Written
So. Y’all ought to know by now I am of the witchy persuasion. Kitchen, candle, and divination focused with a dash of just being more crafty than witchcrafty.
Let me explain how pizza is a prosperity spell.
Continue reading “Of Elaboration and Exhaustion”Of Prosperity and Pills
14,326 Days Alive
1 Med Stopped
Pizza is a prosperity spell.
That’s what we had for dinner.
Maybe changing back to my old birth control will make tomorrow suck less.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Pregabalin and Pork Loin
14,325 Days Alive
2 Meds Picked Up
1st Day of the Full Moon
Well, I finally have my generic Lyrica again. Been out for three days due to shipping fuckery at the pharmacy.
Continue reading “Of Pregabalin and Pork Loin”Of Nuggies and Nodding Off
14,324 Days Alive
10 Chicken Nuggets Eaten
2 Naps Taken Today
This new birth control is not doing anything to prevent cycles. I know my body is still getting used to it but I HATE it.
Continue reading “Of Nuggies and Nodding Off”Of Recovery and Rage
14,323 Days Alive
3 Days into This Mental Funk
I am stuck in this endless negative feedback loop. In angry and I don’t quite know why.
Continue reading “Of Recovery and Rage”No spoons, only rage
Of Triskaidekaphobia and Totally Burnt Out
14,321 Days Alive
9 Hour Day without a Lunch Break
Tomorrow is Friday the 13th! Maybe I’ll buy a lotto ticket. It’s my favorite lucky day.
Continue reading “Of Triskaidekaphobia and Totally Burnt Out”Of Expectation and Exhaustion
14,320 Days Alive
4 Library Books Picked Up
1 Very Frustrating Day
Work was hell today and I don’t expect tomorrow to be much better. My coworker had a family emergency and left halfway through the day so it was just me. Hopefully tomorrow is better, but I’m not holding my breath.
Take your meds, folks.
Prompt Answer: Doing this Evening
What are you doing this evening?
Skipped dinner because I’m not hungry, crocheted a bit, listening half-heartedly to the presidential debate and finding myself wrestling with the terrible reality that he might win again because he is a hate mongering shit heel.
Of Plans and Purl Stitches
14,318 Days Alive
Nothing went to plan today.
I’m not doing well. But I hope to pick up again tomorrow.
Take your meds, folks z
Of Pancakes and Pizza
14,317 Days Alive
2 Pancakes Eaten
We went to IHOP for lunch today. I behaved, mostly, but I did use sugar free syrup on my two pancakes. I didn’t get the seasonal flavor because it had tons of sugar.
Continue reading “Of Pancakes and Pizza”
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