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Pastamatopoeia: Making it up as I go: January 2013
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Pastamatopoeia: Making it up as I go. Doin' it myself: From crafts to activism to growing up. Monday, January 14, 2013. It's become clear to me that L is living in the house I shared with E. None of our mutual friends will confirm or deny, on my request, but I'm pretty sure it's true. It hurts so badly to be replaced. I need closure. I need it so bad. I want to call him, say goodbye, hug, and leave forever. Anywhere but here. Friday, January 11, 2013. That's what friends are for. About my plans with him,...
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Pastamatopoeia: Making it up as I go: January 2012
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Pastamatopoeia: Making it up as I go. Doin' it myself: From crafts to activism to growing up. Sunday, January 1, 2012. No more fast food. Sigh* Lose weight and/or exercise more. Learn to trust without anxiety/make a better plan for dealing with anxiety/breathe through it. Eat at home for 65% of my meals. Cook one new, good, whole meal each week. Put together a coherent set of handmade goods to sell. Organize each room to a bearable level by my birthday, and keep it up. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Pastamatopoeia: Making it up as I go: June 2012
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Pastamatopoeia: Making it up as I go. Doin' it myself: From crafts to activism to growing up. Tuesday, June 5, 2012. Well, I haven't. Theories of Social Justice and Social Movements, I will take you on. I will take you on, and I will conquer you. I will introduce myself as part of a helping profession, and I will still argue that the resources we are trying to ration are not scarce. And I won't forget that I'm a smartypants. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Athens, GA, United States. View my complete profile.
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Pastamatopoeia: Making it up as I go: December 2012
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Pastamatopoeia: Making it up as I go. Doin' it myself: From crafts to activism to growing up. Saturday, December 29, 2012. He ran away from the ghosts here in Georgia, but that also meant running away from me. Why couldn't we be together? Why couldn't we give it a real shot, somewhere else, on our own terms? What the fuck am I doing? Friday, December 14, 2012. This is what mild anxiety looks like. It's not that this is especially unusual, it's just that I'm especially predisposed to expecting him to disa...
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Pastamatopoeia: Making it up as I go: Goodbye, Marcus
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Pastamatopoeia: Making it up as I go. Doin' it myself: From crafts to activism to growing up. Thursday, February 28, 2013. Goodbye, Marcus. I loved you. I wanted the best for you, and for us, even though I knew that would mean we couldn't do it together. I can't bear to see you happy with someone else, because I know what happiness is for you. It's shutting things out. It's trying to be impressive. You are impressive when you stop trying. You went to Las Vegas by yourself and got a tattoo that says, in L...
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Pastamatopoeia: Making it up as I go: Invisibility
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Pastamatopoeia: Making it up as I go. Doin' it myself: From crafts to activism to growing up. Monday, January 14, 2013. It's become clear to me that L is living in the house I shared with E. None of our mutual friends will confirm or deny, on my request, but I'm pretty sure it's true. It hurts so badly to be replaced. I need closure. I need it so bad. I want to call him, say goodbye, hug, and leave forever. Anywhere but here. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Athens, GA, United States.
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Pastamatopoeia: Making it up as I go: February 2013
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Pastamatopoeia: Making it up as I go. Doin' it myself: From crafts to activism to growing up. Thursday, February 28, 2013. Goodbye, Marcus. I loved you. I wanted the best for you, and for us, even though I knew that would mean we couldn't do it together. I can't bear to see you happy with someone else, because I know what happiness is for you. It's shutting things out. It's trying to be impressive. You are impressive when you stop trying. You went to Las Vegas by yourself and got a tattoo that says, in L...
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Pastamatopoeia: Making it up as I go: July 2013
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Pastamatopoeia: Making it up as I go. Doin' it myself: From crafts to activism to growing up. Saturday, July 27, 2013. Why do some foundations give only to 501c3s and others give to non-501c3s? Why can some foundations (like Crossroads. Give to any organization, but others with similar missions (like Resist. Don't give unless the organization is a 501c3? Basically, Crossroads isn't any different, they're just sticking their neck out further than most. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Athens, GA, United States.
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Pastamatopoeia: Making it up as I go: September 2013
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Pastamatopoeia: Making it up as I go. Doin' it myself: From crafts to activism to growing up. Wednesday, September 18, 2013. The days are the same. Every morning I wake up trying not to check social media. Every day at work I struggle to focus and not wonder why my phone is so quiet. I try not to notice if the boy I'm sporadically seeing is on gchat. I try not to think about whether the other guy I've been talking to is going to finally make real plans to hang out. Wednesday, September 11, 2013. And yet ...
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Pastamatopoeia: Making it up as I go: The days are the same
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Pastamatopoeia: Making it up as I go. Doin' it myself: From crafts to activism to growing up. Wednesday, September 18, 2013. The days are the same. Every morning I wake up trying not to check social media. Every day at work I struggle to focus and not wonder why my phone is so quiet. I try not to notice if the boy I'm sporadically seeing is on gchat. I try not to think about whether the other guy I've been talking to is going to finally make real plans to hang out. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
