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Binary To Me
This is December 4th, I think. Maybe? I don’t know. It’s been a long night and I’m very tired. I’m angry because I have to get up early to voice all of this stuff for the Podcast. Anyway, I believe I mentioned freakish bouncing mice? I literally did want to scream when the thing started… Continue reading
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Against The Odds With These Parts
Today is December 3, 2021. What time? I have no idea. We’ll keep it as that. Last time, I was discussing the madness of how I suddenly ended up homing a poor, innocent abandoned HP computer. Ahem. Yes. After putting in my orders, I went to bed. No point in waxing lyrical and sobbing over… Continue reading
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Cracked
Time: 11PM Date: November 8, 2021 Mood: Dazed and frustrated. Music: Mark Morrison – Return of the Mack I’ve unfortunately been quiet for some time. It’s not that I didn’t want to update, but I literally couldn’t find the time. And sure, you could call it laziness in a way. I wanted to be able… Continue reading
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Where Are You?
Time: 9:17am Date: September 27, 2021 — I wanted to start off by apologizing for disappearing like I did. My mind tells me to say that I won’t be ‘waxing lyrical’ about what I’ve endured since I’ve been gone. That’s not the correct way to address it though. It wasn’t ‘waxing’ anything. I’ve been through… Continue reading
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Rat Pack
Time: 11:24PM Date: August 11, 2021 Mood: Mixture of exhaustion and frustration. I’ve been bad. And there’s nothing I can do about it. Let’s talk, shall we? I’ve been away for some time, worried and fearful of what would happen when my medication dose was increased. Did I forget to mention that? I could check… Continue reading
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Pick and Peck
The headache I suffered after my class was unreal. I felt like I’d had so much packed inside my cranium that there wasn’t space for much else. The headache still lingers even now. Time: 12:43AM Date: July 28, 2021 I really need to fix my sleep cycle. After I finish this quick update, I’m going… Continue reading
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Balanced But Askew
Sometimes… I feel like I’m being punished for being honest. When I get asked: “How have you been?” and I have a rotten weekend, what am I supposed to say? “Oh, fine. Do not worry; everything was fine. I absolutely had no problems.” That’s not at all correct. I had so much anxiety rise up… Continue reading