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the dating game – bachelor # 1
guys , i did a thing. my hair is fine. wonderful actually. i go to a bougie salon on long island now so if there’s one thing that’s right in my life, it’s my hair. if you’re new here – i’m single. very, very single. awkwardly single. paaaainfully single. got it? good. if you know me in real life you know that i believe in psychics and mediums and all of that stuff. so, if we put those two things together what do we have? no, not a problem. however – i paid someone to draw my soulmate. oh, i’m also a hopeless romantic. and then i quickly realized that…
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the ikea of photo canvases
two posts, one month. get excited! (but not too excited because this isn’t THAT kind of post. no one’s getting chocolate ice cream.) anyway, if you’ve been here a while you’d know that every so often, my hard work is acknowledged when companies reach out and want me to write about them or their products. i made a (half assed) resolution last month that i would start exploring ways to actually get paid to write things. (post on that coming soon, maybe) i know that free merchandise is not the same as actual dollars but any time i can place an order and not have to pay for it, it’s…
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i shoveled snow today.
i shoveled snow today. i shoveled a lot of snow today. i think the actual amount was a fuckton. it definitely felt like that much. before you say “yea, ok. and?” and click off, i have to explain. first of all – i loooooaaaaaatheeeeeeee the snow. second – we, in the new york tri -state area, just experienced a record setting blizzard. my area got about 15 inches, which i will admit, we’ve had worse. other areas got upwards of almost 3 feet. *gaaaaaag* however, 15 inches is over a foot and i don’t cope well with this. so why am i writing a whole post about me shoveling and…
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2020: a recap
don’t call it a comeback, i’ve been here for …. more than 10 days trying to get something posted. i’ve been trying to put together SOMETHING. ANYTHING. i mean, it’s been since august, FFS. either way, it’s christmas eve. i’m off from work. my gifts are wrapped and i have nothing else to do so i figured i’d start my 2020 recap post. because it will probably take me the literal rest of the year to finish it. 2020 was undeniably a shitstorm for everyone. but, if i could be frank, it wasn’t all that bad. life has a way of going on, even through the bad times. because you have to…
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love this journey for [me]
heyy giirrllll, it’s me, future you. we need to talk. nothing bad, don’t worry! i’m always one to scoff at writing a letter to my younger self because i didn’t know anything then and i surely don’t know anything now! and i barely know the meaning of coherent so who am i to be writing letters to anyone? however, i have things you need to know so listen up. less than a week after that picture was taken, you made the decision to join the program formerly known as Weight Watchers. it was one of the best decisions of your life, lebron. you jumped in, head first, as you usually…
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quaraNYC: the city that never sleeps finally took a nap
it’s amazing how fast things can change, am i right? one minute we’re living our ok lives, being socially distant by choice and masks were reserved for medical professionals and halloween. now, we’re making the best of things, staying socially distant but with less of a choice, and personally, i have 4 masks in my bag at any given time. that was the past three months. in the last month, we’ve added the stress of re-opening the city/country AND social justice protests, riots and movements. the senseless murder of George Floyd at the hands of a police officer in Missouri sparked up the Black Lives Matter movement in a big way. i’m…
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i’m still here!
well, hello you! via GIPHY wow, even i didn’t realize how long it’s been. what’s funny is that i thought i’d be a blogging machine during this quarantine. turns out, when even less is going on in your life than usual, it’s hard to think up content. like, what is there to say? then there’s the fact that i have zero drive to do it. i think about it constantly but when it comes time to sit down and do it, there i am on the internet filling my carts on every clothing website with summer clothes that i probably won’t get to wear. or, it’s about to get reeeal…
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oh schitt. it’s over.
more technical difficulties! i wrote this a few days ago and tried to schedule it over the weekend to post on monday (yesterday). i’m not sure what was going on but it wouldn’t save, it wouldn’t schedule. a mess. you’re lucky i love you guys and this space and this show or else this would have been tossed in the internet garbage a long time ago. the day after i posted my last post, i got semi-furloughed. i say semi because i report to work every day and, if today was any indication, i’m getting paid, but we’re closing early and technically i am supposed to leave at 1. that…
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just call me quarentina
full disclosure: it took me a full 7 minutes to log in here because i forgot not only my password, but the email i use. this also led me to un-earthing a long forgotton, never posted blog/ blog post. either way, i’m here. and you’re here. in this quaran-weird time, where else would you be? edit: i don’t know why or how it happened, but this post went up on my asplashofmimosa.wordpress.com site instead of on here. i was wondering why i had not engagement. not that i have os much usually but i usually get a like or two thrown my way on twitter (thanks Dez!). i know nothing…
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stoop tawk: texting and its rules – a rant.
fairly recently i reactivated my bumble account. changed my pictures, acknowledged that i should change up the text portion but ultimately said screw it, and started swiping. it took a while, but finally one stuck. i’ve been talking to him for just under two weeks. it’s been fun, sort of exciting, and frankly, a little frustrating. it’s not him. or, i don’t think it’s him. this post is not about him. it’s about the rules. the “don’t double text” and the “wait it out”, blah, blah, blah rules. i don’t have much experience with all of this. there’s a part of me that gets mad that at 32 years old,…
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