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Lifestyle, Other, photography

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After much deliberation, I’ve decided to turn a new leaf.

A ghost from the days of future past* told me my tombstone might read a little something like:

Here lies that petulant little shyster. That broad who couldn’t take a step back. Gain some perspective. Maybe even do a happy dance for a second. She sure was something else. She had a mouth on her too. Do we miss her? I mean REALLY miss her? Show of hands..”

So my new yellow-tinted leaf is all about pausing to say thank you and then retreating to my chambers to continue my vow of bullsh***abstinence.

There’s a long list of people who have been acting as my corner men** and gin-and-juice drinking buddies, and I’m forever in their debt. And by forever I mean until December 31st. New year, new rules baby!

Hey when life gives you lemons, you shut up and build a lemonade stand right? And then you lie in wait for someone gullible to come along and charge em’ extra for it.

*see X-men writers, that still doesn’t read or write good as a title

** a boxing reference from a woman who’s never even watched a match, bravo!

Hero’s last first watch

Lifestyle, Other Loves

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My head has been buzzing with so many revolutionary ideas lately its been hard to sit still and you know..sit still.

Yes I’m that self-confessed dork/sap/dork that wants to learn and change so many things at once she ends up doing basically nothing.

Diddly squat!

Or maybe one measly thing on a particularly sunny day.

On this fine Monday you’ll be happy to know that I successfully crossed ‘defining class and integrity’-ie. identifying that class EQUALS integrity- off my gargantuan list.

Confused dot com?..me too my e-squeezes. But I’ll fill you in some other time.

Amazing how adulthood can fill one with so much anxiety and so little gusto.

My man Chris Evans knows what I’m talking about.

Jamón HA-mon

Fashion, Lifestyle, Other

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Till this day my parents know nothing of my controversial movie watching days and I’m a-ok with that.

Call it batsh**-boredom-on-the-account-of-living-in-the-middle-of-nowhere or a silent rebellion against boring, but experimenting, changing things up (not like tongue wagging Miley. I repeat NOT like Miley) once in a while has been my go-to since I was a young’un.

While I’ve avoided and VOCALLY objected to dressing like I’m about to engage in battle, I can feel winter’s evel charms beckoning me to channel a gothic sci-fi diva.

Between you and me, its my mission in life to see if donning something drastic will help sell my poker face better.

Cause canary yellow sure isn’t doing the business.

Or maybe I’m just being too nice?

As per usual.