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Monthly Archives: August 2010
Screw that chick who’s an actress on that show. I deserve the fucking Emmy.
Today on Facebook, I made a post about how I felt like the woman in the commercial where she feels like a wind-up doll that just keeps needing to be re-wound. And I got two comments saying how I’m totally … Continue reading
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Tagged down with the sickness, she's got issues, why am i so tired?
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Victory.
It looks like my wedding dress is going to fit.
People are gonna do…
During my first job out of college…well, the first one that I STAYED with for any lengthy period of time, anyway, my supervisor at the time said something to me that has stuck with me all these years: “…people are … Continue reading
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Tagged back in the day, bizniz, stuff i'm nervous about posting, true story
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Shmoozefest, as opposed to snoozefest
Yes, I am awake at almost 430am. I have been awake since 2am. This does not bode well for my upcoming day. I got home from dinner with friends at about 930 or so, and promptly got ready for bed. … Continue reading
A good kind of tired.
Yesterday, Team Gilly’s had our fundraiser for the Alzheimer’s Association. We raised $953!!!! It was a very long, very tiring, but very fulfilling day. I am physically exhausted, and emotionally drained. But extremely happy and proud to have been a … Continue reading
From frustration, first inclination…
Despite all the comments and compliments I’ve been getting as of late about my whole working-out-getting-fit THING… It is REALLY FUCKING FRUSTRATING to not see numbers go down on the scale. You can give me the whole “muscle weighs more … Continue reading
Inspired by… (another episode of craptastic poetry!)
it’s a punch to the gut when you try to implicate me a fucking web of lies, to try and get people to hate me i’ve built my whole life around trying to be nice, trying to be the one … Continue reading
Quittin’ time. Again. Supposedly.
It’s Wednesday. Which means tomorrow is Thursday (duh). Which has always been the “beginning” of the weekend for me. I love gettin’ my swerve on, on a Thursday night. That tradition started back in college, and continues to this day. … Continue reading
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Tagged domestic bliss, fitness queen, karaoke queen, miss crankypants, thirtysomething, trigger warning, wedding bellz
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I am 35.
My birthday was the other day, and it’s like all the goodness that surrounded my (long) birthday weekend was erased by the sucktasticness that was caused by returning to work today. 10 hours, no break. Go go go. Run run … Continue reading
