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Routines are okay
Doing things the same way every time brings me comfort, and breaks in those routines can be stressful -- but I'm finding ways to change and adapt.
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Artist, writer, unapologetic progressive, LGBTQ+ ally
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Artist, writer, unapologetic progressive, LGBTQ+ ally

Doing things the same way every time brings me comfort, and breaks in those routines can be stressful -- but I'm finding ways to change and adapt.

One of my co-workers organized a lunch-time climbing wall session today. I haven't climbed since 1999, but I made it to the top today -- TWICE!
Posting frequently is just about impossible these days. I know it’s been something like three weeks now, maybe more, and I’ve probably lost my two readers for good. But, I do what I can. So my life pretty much revolves…
OK, so I don’t know if you’ve heard the Black Eyed Peas’ song entitled “My Humps,” (the one that goes “whatcha gonna do with all that junk, all that junk inside your trunk?”) but I just recently heard it all the way through for the first time and saw the video. I’ll go on the record and say that oh my god this has got to be one of the most insanely stupid songs I’ve ever heard. “My lovely lady lumps?” Did she just sing the words “Tryin’ a feel my hump, hump. Lookin’ at my lump, lump.”?!?! And NOT crack up??! It’s not like there is any shortage in this world of vacuous songs that encourage women’s use of tits and ass to further their own materialistic desires and/or boost their rock-bottom self esteem (“my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,” anyone?)… but SERIOUSLY PEOPLE. Is “lady lumps” not the most asinine phrase you have ever heard? I don’t know whether to laugh or feel horribly embarrassed. Anyhoo, the point of all this is, my brother alerted me to a BRILLIANT cover of this song by Alanis Morrissette. She managed to make it sad and haunting in tone, which is incredibly amusing when she sings something like “I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk, get you love drunk off my hump,” and the video is a fantastic parody. Check it out…
we went out with kathryn last saturday for a wild and crazy girls’ night out bachelorette party. no, it did not involve excesses of alcohol (except for julie, who enjoyed herself a wee bit too much) or men paid to…
this is turning out to be a very stressful and unusual month. in addition to kathryn’s wedding and all the preparations involved therein, and then with doc finding out about his layoff a couple of weeks ago, i found out…