Tag: Spock

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 Deep Breaths and Double Hot Cocoa

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14,789 Days Alive

2 Packets of Hot Cocoa Powder Accidentally Added to My Cup

My new job does the full-timers well around the holidays. And Rose, rockstar that she is, set up a hot cocoa bar in the break room! Super cool. Of course, I got distracted listening to someone talk about books and accidentally added two packets of hot cocoa to one cup. A delicious mistake, but I kinda felt bad.

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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 Attempts and Abapical

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14,772 Days Alive

76 Minutes Catching Up With Tina

0 Crochet Stitches Accomplished

I am… at a low point. Yeah, I know it will get better. I some of it is just too much everything all at once. Some of it is the holidays are hard for me. I know that not being able to bring myself to do much more than exists, do homework, and go to work is likely depression being a jerk. I know, I know, I know.

But I feel like I’m dying in slow motion.

Take your meds, folks.

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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