On a More Upbeat Note…
It’s still bloody fucking hot here!
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Sit on the edge of the tub. Run cold water. Rinse feet. Rub with soap. Rinse. Repeat. Look over your slightly numbed toes and footpads for sores, blisters, warts, blemishes. If found, make a note to show these to your doctor during your monthly visit. Rub at foot callouses with pumice stone. Rinse. Rub feet
The air conditioner at work just broke. Note: Today’s real feel temperature for Chicago is 114 degrees.
Trying to wait out the heat, mostly. But stuff is getting done. Slowly. Went to my gym and cancelled my membership (you have to do it 30 days ahead of time), finally. I start back up at my mixed martial arts school (read: boxing!) in September. While I still have my final 30 days at
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My story, “The Women of Our Occupation” is up at Strange Horizons.
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I need to show this article to my doctor… “To me what makes more sense is that there’s just a lot more social stigma associated with being overweight amongst females, and that that causes a lot more stress and distress,” Muennig said. “There’s evidence showing that high levels of stress can increase your risk of
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Another busy rush hour on the train headed out to O’Hare. You get a lot of people and a lot of luggage packed on that train on Monday mornings just shy of 8am. I was holding onto one of the poles by the door, and this little woman was standing on the other side of
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Yup, it’s about that time again, when the protagonist’s overabundance of self-pity overwhelms even her own ability to tolerate it! You know what my problem is? I haven’t written anything new in nearly two weeks. That’s enough to make me batshit. See you all on Monday. “One of the things that draws writers to writing
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OK, I need to stop whining. I need to get my shit together, or nothing is ever going to get done, nothing is every going to change. Deep breath.
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Remind me again why we all get into relationships again and again and again when all of them just end up hurting you and somebody you love again and again and again? Isn’t the definition of insanity doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result?