Category: Travel

Of Untimely Demises and Unbearable Weight

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15,034 Days Alive

138 Miles to Drive from Work to the Parliament of Chaos

9 Tim Burton Comfort Films Watched in the Last Month

4 Specific Movies to Watch Planned (9 to 5, Clue, Steel Magnolias, and Muppet Treasure Island)

2 Days Until I Travel to the Parliament of Chaos Again

1 Crying Fit at 5am…Again

Life sure is life-ing again. It’s been a month since my last entry. I was trying to get back into the daily habit of blogging but seem to have, at least temporarily, failed.

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Of Soap and Spock

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14,961 Days Alive

I got to make cold processed soap today with Owl. I am more than a little worried because Mr. Spock is under the weather and he’s just so damn old for a cat.

I’m going to bed in self-defense.

Take your meds, folks.

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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Prompt Answer: Favorites Place To Go In My City

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What is your favorite place to go in your city?

As usual, I have a very roundabout answer to this. The too long, didn’t read version answer is “it depends on the city”.

One hundred and fourteen addresses since my birth in June 1985. I only really remember 1992 and onward, to be honest. Seven was a defining year; my little brother Mal was born that February. It was the beginning of my parentification, but I love him so much and am so proud of who he has become and the life he built for himself.

So. Where I am now? It’s the public libraries or this amazing local ice cream place that has some of the best damn ice cream I’ve ever had. Like, lemon cardamom, blackberry with lime, and cherry almond flavored. In Chicago, it’s Chiu Quon in Chinatown. Cash only, but fucking amazing food for as long as I can remember.