When I was a kid, friendship felt pretty straightforward. You’d walk up to another kid on the playground and ask if they wanted to play. If they said yes and were nice, boom: friend. If they said no or broke one of my sacred, unspoken rules? Not a friend. Just some kid with poor judgment. … Continue reading my history of understanding friendship — act I: the bracelet-making soulmate and the life-sized goodbye..
Category: babble
I accidentally left my martini in 2023…
If you know me even a little you probably know that the last two years of my life have been... intensecrazeda complete mental breakdownmeditativefull of growthdifficulta rollercoaster of medicationa cascade of evaluations and diagnoses full of doctorsfull of lovemuch pinker than the previous 45 years of my lifeI haven't had a lot of time to … Continue reading I accidentally left my martini in 2023…
desperately seeking an ethical replacement for instagram…
Deep heavy sigh. The world has fallen into chaos once more and here I am with no instagram stories available for me to express my forty-seven-year-old-teenage feelings on. And it's by my own stupid choice. Let's face it, many of us need a break from all that is happening in our country. I poked my … Continue reading desperately seeking an ethical replacement for instagram…
beginnings and the endings that bring them about…
I did a thing today on one of the social things. Granted it's the social thing I never really think of as being social. LinkedIn. I went to my profile and surveyed the content. And then I started editing. I selected the most recent role — Community Manager at Automattic — and I ticked the … Continue reading beginnings and the endings that bring them about…
the narrator…
Perhaps I read too much when I was little. Or saw too many movies with voiceover narration. I'm not sure how it happened. [Narrator: She is. She's just not telling you.] But at a very young age some part of my mind decided the best way to prepare for a challenge, an adventure, or even … Continue reading the narrator…
welcome back old cami…
At the beginning of the winter when I went through my drawers I realized that I really only had a few comfortable casual long sleeved black shirts. Which is to say I realized I only had a few long sleeved shirts because most of my shirts are black. I mean I have things with polkadots … Continue reading welcome back old cami…
Weekend purgatory…
I would like to start off by acknowledging two things so you don't have to later ask yourself if I'm aware of them: Yes. Yes I am deeply aware that it is privilege that I've had two weeks off. It's not even just like... out there in the world privilege. It's right here in my … Continue reading Weekend purgatory…
my end of the world earring situation is on point…
It's funny what you think about when faced with extended boredom and possible annihilation of the human race. Over the last 10 months I've spent a lot of time thinking about my jewelry choices. Ummm.. Yeah. I know that sounds kind of odd. But we've been, essentially, under house arrest for almost a year. The … Continue reading my end of the world earring situation is on point…
Content Creation: I can do that…
Yesterday I received an invitation to speak at an upcoming meetup. Which happens from time to time. That sounds very fancy doesn't it? I'm fancy like that. Or perhaps people are just looking to fill content and my willingness to talk into a computer from far away is suddenly super useful. For once. Or something. … Continue reading Content Creation: I can do that…
two blocks…
I had to run an errand. It was important. I was out of gin. That's one of the very few things that I still go get. Almost everything except liquor we have delivered. Yes, it's admittedly a privilege. A significant one. But given a huge pile of givens — including but not limited to the … Continue reading two blocks…
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