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I work for an independent bookstore. So, while I’m keeping my Amazon wishlist as a helpful archive of information, needless to say, my book purchases from them have stopped. As I get older, I think more and more about the… Read moreCause and Effect
As a part of my freelance writing gig, I sometimes like to do performance reviews. I went to see a show tonight, but I wish I would have done something else instead. It was 2 one-act plays based on short… Read moreAnother Crossroads
It’s bizarre to me that buying myself $10 of cheap vegetables can feel decadent. Maybe I’ve never been quite this poor before. In college there was student loan money every semester and free pizza at club meetings or free food… Read moreGetting By
Lately I’ve been struggling with time management. With the bookstore gearing up for conferences and events this fall, I’m having to figure out if I can cut back hours on my other main part-time job. My attention is too divided…. Read moreQuarter-Century Crisis
I realized yesterday that watching a movie after work was the only real time I’ve had to myself in over a week. Been picking up extra odd jobs and such to make up for one boss being out of town… Read moreWorking Too Hard
There was this moment of communication with my boss today that I don’t know how to process. There’s this breast cancer awareness bicycle ride in September. She created a team for the bookstore, and since I’m learning to ride, I… Read moreWell, This is Awkward
I’m pretty good at psychoanalyzing myself. It takes a few days, but eventually I can figure out what’s up with me when things go south. Usually not before I break down sobbing once or a few times, but you know,… Read moreIt’s Been a Rough Week
Something I’ve been thinking about for a few days now. Just got back from Burning Flipside, a much-needed artistic vacation. My lover and I had printed out the list of events from the website before leaving, and while we consulted it… Read moreGoing With the Flow
There’s a quote attributed to Eleanor Roosevelt which has always spoken to me: “Do one thing every day that you’re afraid of.” Now, I certainly don’t hold true to this sentiment EVERY day, but I try to hold it in… Read moreIt’s Never Too Late
There’s something I’ve been thinking a lot about the past few weeks. I posted a lot while I was still in my old job about how difficult and stressful and demoralizing it was working in a call center. I spent… Read moreFinding the Way Back to Me