I'm sitting in a busy coffee shop on Thursday morning. I haven't been out and about much between chronic illness and introversion, and I've been kind of stuck in my head. I'm listening to cave water on my noise-cancelling headphones and watching my kid's kindergarten teacher chat with two more women who also give off … Continue reading of cave water and deviated septums…
Heads up: this is part of an ongoing series about my experience with GLP-1 medication. If that's a triggering topic, please feel free to skip. I'm not telling anyone what to do with their body. I just need to process this, and I figure someone out there is more scared than I am and could … Continue reading mutant notes 003: this tiny little dose…
Heads up: this is part of an ongoing series about my experience with GLP-1 medication. If that's a triggering topic, please feel free to skip. I'm not telling anyone what to do with their body. I just need to process this, and I figure someone out there is more scared than I am and could … Continue reading mutant notes 002: a pretty tight grouping…
It's 7:23 in the morning on Father's Day. I'm curled up in bed next to a sleeping father. Not my father. Not the father of my child. Also not just some dad. In a weird way he's sort of everyone's startup dad in Portland. But he's asleep so we'll move on. I didn't actually come … Continue reading labels matter…
I'm working for myself now. Which is not something I ever particularly wanted to do, if I'm honest. Before I go any further, let me be specific. Because my partner spends his days working with founders, and founders are entrepreneurs in the Merriam-Webster sense: entrepreneurial — having to do with the creation and development of … Continue reading I’m not the entrepreneurial sort…
Heads up: this is the opening piece of a series about my experience starting GLP-1 medication. If that's a triggering topic, please feel free to skip. I'm not telling anyone what to do with their body. I just need to process this, and I figure someone out there is more scared than I am and … Continue reading mutant notes 01: did I mention I’m afraid of needles…
I spent a lot of time over the past few years looking for a new way to be professional. My nervous breakdown slash autism surprise slash ADHD diagnosis slash leaving the workforce slash trying to find myself as a human without inserting myself into toxic and unhealthy cultures came at an inconvenient time, frankly. The … Continue reading as I was saying…
I love The Clash. I've always loved The Clash. I was so young when I started listening to them that I don't actually remember the first time I heard them. They formed the year before I was born and because they were always just there I never thought of them as a band that started. … Continue reading here we here we here we go again…
About a month ago, shortly before last Friday the 13th, I decided I should do something intentionally nice for myself every single day. I didn't think it would be easy but I genuinely didn't think it would be hard. Some days were easy. I ordered a coffee mug from a ceramic artist who I know from … Continue reading friday the thirteenths, part two of three…
That whole emotional tarot post, the one about popcorn bowls and tarot decks and saving things for company that isn't coming — came out of a project I'm working on. I've been handling all the decks regularly and it's made me incredibly reflective. And I'm in a making mode right now — trying to keep … Continue reading the Bilbo moment…
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