Stratford Square Mall

** My cat bowl from Macys, Stratford Square Mall. It's April 20th, and the Stratford Square Mall in Bloomingdale, Illinois, a suburb of the Greater Chicago Area, is closing for good tomorrow. Link is here.Obviously I am no stranger to malls. I was born and raised near a famous one in Torrance, California called The... Continue Reading →

How You Like Me Now

I just finished reading Stephen King's book "On Writing" and it kept me pretty enthralled for the two weeks I paced myself through it, during work breaks or quiet time at home. I've since ordered Anne Lamont's book "Bird by Bird" (also about writing) and I'm eagerly looking forward to reading an ingesting and or... Continue Reading →

Tarot Therapist

Pictured above:Deck: Antique Anatomy Tarot KitRandom Pink Rock of Unknown Type: Placed there so I remember where January is during the reading. Most of you know I read Tarot Cards. And by read, I mean that I have been doing this since I was 12 and it's become sort of my thing for friends, gatherings... Continue Reading →

Unproductive System

Ever since my surgery consult for my oophorectomy because of serious endometriosis complications (I.E. growing weird ass, gigantic, painful, oddly shaped endometriomas that can get malignant); I've been referring to it as my second hysterectomy. Much like second breakfasts ala Merry and Pippin from LOTR. We've had breakfast, yes. But what about second breakfast? We've... Continue Reading →

The Woman Who Sold The World

The RBG. She burnsThose that know me (and once knew me) well, remember my "dedication" to PC gaming. We've probably raided, quested, leveled up and even PVP'ed together for years and aside from getting to know me and my avant-garde personality, you also knew that I ALWAYS HAD A TERRIBLE COMPUTER.I would lag, disconnect, bring... Continue Reading →

Plans, Drinks and Disappointment

The first guy I ever dated in Sacramento was a solid faceplant into a bad relationship a couple years after moving up north. Thankfully, it was brief and full of memory gaps. I was still living at home, and was desperately looking for something to escape to while said home life was on fire. My... Continue Reading →

That Morning In The Elevator

*Don't need no hateration, holleration, in this dancery -Mary J. Blige*Last Monday I was trapped, inside an elevator, with a couple in a massive fight. Note that I did not choose this violence on a Monday morning. The violence...chose me. There I was. Running a tad late for my drive to work. Coffee traveler in... Continue Reading →

Commuting

Thought I would take a break from nostalgia central and chat about commutes. I work in a small (but rapidly growing) town hospital. Ironically I happen to live right by a larger town hospital, but small town was the first one to hire me before I was done with school. So with that twist of... Continue Reading →

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