November 2010
6 posts
October 2010
11 posts
i’ve made it my goal to learn all the american presidents in order this week.
last night my purse was stolen.
which just goes to show that the world fucking despises me right now.
it’s been three weeks since i came home but let me tell you the truth, i’m still not better and i’m not going to be “fixed” for a long, long time.
i wake up every single day and face my worst fear and half the time people don’t know what to say to me and sometimes they say the most awful, hurtful things, and sometimes we all try to pretend it didn’t even...
made dinner by myself tonight, first time in over...
i followed a recipe from some foodie magazine and made a fall curry with sweet potato, cauliflower, onion, and chickpeas. it fucking ruled. these little things remind me how lucky i am, as stoopid as that may sound.
September 2010
30 posts
so glad to be home.
but it’s a lot weirder than i expected.
“all it takes is one very courageous person to change the entire system. that’s you.”
the staff lost my tweezers
and it makes me feel like i’m in jail and i can’t even fix up my goddamn ‘brows. so frustrated. send tweezers, someone, anyone, please. what a debacle.
all those commercials for different prescription...
listing all the shitty possible side effects, i mean, why do we even bother?
August 2010
65 posts
