Category: Friends

Of No Spoons and No Traction

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14,777 Days Alive

14 Days Until Christmas Day

4 days Till Hanukkah Starts

Posts publish a LOT easier when one remembers to freaking hit “POST”. Ugh.

Driving to work today was an absolutely heinous adventure of the no thank you kind. I do not have any more spoons left for talking or typing things out. I did make an amazing French onion soup today that was nonalcoholic.

It really was ridiculously delicious.

I am heading to bed. I am exhausted, and while I only work until the afternoon tomorrow, it’s still a bit of a long shift when you’re kind of recovering from… something? I don’t know what I wrote here, but suffice it to say my brain was mush.

Take your meds, folks

Of Ranch Cups and Rest Needed

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14,775 Days Alive

13 Whoppers is a Serving

4 of Wendy’s Spicy Chicken Nuggets Enjoyed with Dinner

3-ish Hours of Sleep Last Night

1 Row Crocheted on Lynne’s Blanket

$0.53 Cents Paid for an Extra Cup of Ranch Nugget Sauce For Lucian

Holy crap, am I so glad I work from home tomorrow! Sleet, cold weather, icy roads, and a damned headache I’ve been nursing since noon. Ugh.

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Of Tearing Up and Time Consumption

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14,771 Days Alive

400+ Ebooks Removed from My Kindle Collection

211 Approximate Hours Until the Start of Hanukkah 2025

50+ Pages of Notes Taken in Today’s Training Sessions

It was my third day at my new in-office job today. Everyone is still super awesome. They are also super loud, but when I am training, I can shut the door so I can actually hear the videos I’m supposed to watch.

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Of Friendliness and Falling Temperatures

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14,769 Days Alive

2,207 Days Straight on Duolingo

0 Rows Crocheted Today

Son of a crumbled biscuit. I fell asleep writing this. Oh dear.

Oh man am I utterly exhausted from work and socializing today. I had work in the morning, but I have to admit I was not as good as I could have been seeing as I had the beginnings of a very bad headache. It got better, but holy crap is it cold out tonight.

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Of Memories and Mouskewitz

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14,765 Days Alive

33 Years Since I Hugged Fievel Mouskewitz

10+ Inches of Snow Fell in the Past 24 Hours

3+ Happy Crying Jags Today

1/2 Serving of Baked Beef and Bean Nachos

Trigger warning past this initial paragraph: physical child abuse. This first part is happy, I swear.

Well. Today’s the day! He arrived! I am so freaking gleeful. Mr Fievel Mousekewitz is in my arms as I type this. As above, I have broken down crying, hugging said 39 year-old stuffed animal, at least three times so far today. A dear friend, named here as Lois, gifted him to me. He is 22 inches tall, still has his hat, shirt, trousers, and tail! He’s new to me, but used to belong to someone named Corey. Thank you so, so, so much for taking good care of Fievel for me to enjoy now.

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Of Snowstorms and Surprises

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14,764 Days Alive

2,619 Days of Daily Posts on Postmark Wonderland

83 +/- Kitty Years for Mr. Spock

2 Days of Snow Forecast

1 New Job Next Week

SON OF A FUCKING BISCUIT. Two guesses who fell asleep face-first on their Kindle last night?

I know I’m gonna cry when my gift arrives. My support system has been so amazing lately, and I have just been getting run over by the struggle bus mentally.

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Of Helping and Hurting

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14,763 Days Alive

4 Slices of Turkey Eaten

Well, I now have bursitis in both hips. So that… sucks. Heh. Thanksgiving was nice; we went to a community buffet dinner thing out on by a queer-friendly restaurant in town. And tomorrow will be nice to have off as well.

May your day tomorrow be lovely.

Take your meds, folks.