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Only One Manda: On Bloody Stumps: Manicure Misadventures
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Sometimes I notice things. Wednesday, October 23, 2013. On Bloody Stumps: Manicure Misadventures. I have always hated my fingernails. I know that’s a weird thing on which to fixate, but I’m like that. When I get bored of hating the more obvious parts of my body, I will seek out new things to hate. Stay with me even though I know how utterly ridiculous this is. I see the ideal fingernail as starting just before the bend of the first knuckle and ending right before the fingertip does. The sides, rather tha...
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Only One Manda: November 2012
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Sometimes I notice things. Sunday, November 11, 2012. To Cure What Ails Ye: Exploring Major Depressive Disorder. All of my life, I've been somewhat of a woman of extremes. Let's not lie, I've totally. So I told my doctor about what was happening. He asked me how long I had felt this way. I told him the truth - that in some sense or another, I had felt this way forever - for as long as I have been a cognizant human being. Something incredible happened. They worked. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Follow me on...
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Only One Manda: Getting off the Floor: A Brief History of my own Weirdness and what I've Learned so far from CrossFit
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Sometimes I notice things. Tuesday, May 21, 2013. Getting off the Floor: A Brief History of my own Weirdness and what I've Learned so far from CrossFit. Then there's the thing about exercise. I used to love moving around. When I was younger, I would come home from school and dance vigorously to the entire Thriller. I stopped communicating with other people about how I was feeling. In all honesty, I stopped communicating with myself. But in this moment, I feel like complete hell. Tired. Poorly nou...Slowl...
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Only One Manda: When is Enough Enough?: How Moderation Sometimes Escapes Me
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Sometimes I notice things. Sunday, July 28, 2013. When is Enough Enough? How Moderation Sometimes Escapes Me. I woke up late yesterday. It was a Saturday, so feeling okay about sleeping in makes sense, unless of course you're me and there are Saturdays on which you're expected to be at work in the morning. Yesterday was one of those Saturdays. So I pulled myself together as quickly as possible, went to pick up one of my coworkers and headed to Starbucks. Don't get me wrong, nothing horrendous took place,...
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Only One Manda: July 2012
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Sometimes I notice things. Sunday, July 22, 2012. What Indiana Jones Taught Me. Also to be published in the August / September 2012 issue of the Summit County Women's Journal. I have mixed feelings about Harrison Ford. First of all, I grew up (avidly) watching the Indiana Jones. Weird feelings aside, but somewhat appropriately, the Indiana Jones. Ultimately, (spoiler alert! Enthusiast, I would strongly encourage you to watch the movie yourself. Where is the line? I’ve heard a few folks suggest that...
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Only One Manda: Beware the "Nice Guy" - or conversely - Why Psychos Finish Last
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Sometimes I notice things. Sunday, April 28, 2013. Beware the Nice Guy - or conversely - Why Psychos Finish Last. I have this friend, we'll call her Ninny (and yes, she asked. About her intentions being plutonic in the beginning - Ninny does not mince words). He turned this into a conversation about how he felt as though she was leading him on. For less than a month), she tried to assuage his insecurities by saying maybe she'd visit him in several. Her to work out while she is visiting him because she wi...
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For Dr. Peter Schramm | MensaBlondEsq
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Perfect on Paper →. 06/19/2015 · 11:29 PM. For Dr. Peter Schramm. The first question he ever asked me. Was whether I knew why the word “school”. Derives from the Greek word for “leisure.”. I didn’t, but he spent the next four years. My parents sat with me in orientation. When he told us that no student. An A in his class. He is the reason why,. The summer I turned seventeen,. I argued with a graduate student. About Winston Churchill’s. And the Boer War. He once asked a group of us,. 8220;What is the.
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In the Biblical sense | MensaBlondEsq
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For Dr. Peter Schramm (Reprise) →. 08/11/2015 · 8:21 AM. In the Biblical sense. There will always be stories that I’ve never read. Even as an avid reader,. The volumes available to me. Far outnumber the hours I can feasibly dedicate. To absorbing them all. But these ones I will know. These ones that used to remind me. Of guilt, shame, fear. Now, they remind me. Of so many beautiful, lasting things. Like the song lyrics. My dad would say in a voicemail. At 2AM night shift. No hello or goodbye.
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Only One Manda: The LeBron Post
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Sometimes I notice things. Friday, July 11, 2014. That said, I'm not gonna lie and say I didn't feel a twinge of righteous indignance when Lebron left Cleveland, but it wasn't because he chose to leave. That was a business decision that he had a right to make without having everyone rip their 23 jerseys to shreds and burn LeBron voodoo dolls in effigy. It wasn't what. He did that pissed me off. It was how. He did it. I viewed it as a breakup of sorts. So, okay. Free agency time again and Cleveland is...
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Only One Manda: January 2013
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Sometimes I notice things. Thursday, January 24, 2013. I have no idea what I weigh. This isn't because I don't ever step on a scale. In fact, I've stepped on a lot of scales over the past week - some of them several times in the same day (or hour, or minute). Then there is the scale at the doctor's office. I was just there today and I am ten pounds lighter at the doctor's office than I am in my house. Weird, right? When that number was so low. I felt worthy of my own praise. Like I could be proud...The b...
