August 2012
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July 2012
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I just found an old bucket list. It had two things on it.
Ride in a hot air balloon.
Drink a long island iced tea.
I can’t decide if it’s sad that there’s only two easily doable things or cool. It’s more likely that it’s really just incomplete and I need to think about it some more.
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120 calorie breakfast + Benadryl = Zombie Tracy.
I absolutely misspelled my own name just now.
Pinch point.
I’ll be happy when I’m on the other side of this particular problem.
That thing where you demote someone from “friend” to “handy resource?” Yeah, that.
Last night in my mostly asleep, only vaguely awake state, I grabbed the dildo that’s been chilling under my pillow and tried in vain to use it as a flashlight as if it would illuminate things in my dream.
For no reason in particular, I feel like dancing.
::shakes booty::
June 2012
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It’s very difficult to stay positive right now. Fears are becoming realities. I’m hesitant to say things can’t get worse for fear they will find a way.
Frank: I kinda want to serve the Daedra.
me: LOL
Frank: Seriously. Those dudes are FUN.
TRACY!
I WANT YOU TO KILL 3 DUDES AND MAKE 2 PIES!
me: LOL
Frank: AND I'LL GIVE YOU MAGIC STUFF IF YOU DO!
...will ya do it?
me: Yeah, okay. ;)
Frank: YAY!
...you have to kill them a certain way, tho.
WITH THIS!
: : hands you a dildo ::
JUST GET 'ER DONE, YO.
May 2012
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Cupcakes
me: I would kill for a cupcake right now.
Tiara: Oooh, me toooo
I've got beet and goat cheese salad
me: That's not really a cupcake.
Tiara: not even a little
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Feeling really low tonight.
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I just realized I was goobered by Jubilee’s icky bananas on my way out the door this morning. I’m wondering if no one at work looks at me or if I so regularly have baby food smeared on my clothes anymore that no one thinks to say anything. O_o
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That thing where I’m trying to cheer up a coworker with pictures of my fat baby, but have to carefully monitor how far the pictures get panned so she doesn’t see my naked pictures. Yeah, that.
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Hilarious. The way to get reblogged is to post a dumb picture.
April 2012
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Le sigh.
I wish I could donate my boobs to someone who would actually get some use out of them.
Old chat I stumbled across just now.
me: I dreamed that the entire Harry Potter universe was men and they were using their penises as wands. Gayest dream ever.
Frank: Yeah.
And that's not even a girly dreaming about naked men dream.
That's straight up gay.
me: Yeah.
I'm a gay man.
Frank: you have a pee pee.
Check.
Titan is my insane dog.
Frank: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boston_Molasses_Disaster
me: Holy shit!
Frank: what would Titan do?
me: Eat it all. Probably hump the dead people laying in it.
Frank: shudgugp
shgul;g
me: Hehehehehhehehehehe
It makes me CACKLE every time you can't type "shut up."
Frank: heheheheheh I almost laughed and the phone was ringing ;)
I imagined a molasses covered Titan with tissue paper stuck to him and waving in the wind humping corpses with this happy look on his face.
me: LOL!!
March 2012
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I recently had some strange and seemingly unrelated health problems. Tired, achy, unusually active seasonal allergies, breakouts and my lip split and wouldn’t heal. I started doing some research online and it all pointed back to that thing I didn’t want it to. My dietary allergies.
I’m allergic to gluten and very likely dairy.
This cuts out most food and the food I can eat,...
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I don’t know what’s going on with me, but I’ve painted every night for the last couple nights. I sat down at my computer desk on Thursday but didn’t do anything on the computer. Instead, I thought ‘I wonder how fast I can paint Frankenstein.’ and I set to it. I think it was about 4.5 hours for a 16x20 version of him but I’m sure I’ll still tweak it.
...
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I need a place to post artwork. I might put it here. I feel better when I create.
December 2011
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I don’t know why, but I keep thinking about this. There was this very brief, very fleeting moment two years ago, but I keep thinking about it. It’s one of those things you’d file under “missed connections” on Craigslist. It was after Chinese New Year and there were so many people trying to get onto the train that we couldn’t even walk. I kept making eye contact...
October 2011
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I’m not really sure why it’s depressing to watch my pillbox empty, but it is.
I had someone tell me that I shouldn’t feel the way I feel yesterday. I told him I didn’t really feel like I had a choice. He changed the subject.
That’s kinda how it goes, I guess.
I woke up in an awful mood today. Bad enough that D wouldn’t let me hold my daughter because I was...
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They upped my zoloft today. And by “upped” I mean doubled.
Meh?
I keep thinking I want to decorate for Halloween, but then I don’t. Almost half the month is gone and I can’t find the motivation to put up decorations. To be fair, I literally decorate my house in Halloween all year long, but still. I wish I could figure out what the deal is because I haven’t wanted to...
