The love of an animal

Yesterday my Dad texted me and my little brother in a group text. The first line read, “Savannah is really sick.” Savannah was my parents nearly 8-year-old black lab, border collie mix that I adopted in September, 2005. I was browsing the Atlanta Flying Disc Club’s forums and found a posting on their site about … Continue reading »

For a reason

People usually originate from two schools of thought – the first in that everything happens for a reason. The second, that we make our own fate. I don’t know what I think. I don’t know what I feel. I think that sometimes I like to think that our lives are what we make of them … Continue reading »

Christmas

The Christmas season is definitely upon us. There are only four days left until the fat man comes down the family chimney and brings all the good boys and girls Christmas presents. I remember mornings waking up to a Christmas tree so cluttered with Christmas presents that I didn’t even know where to start opening … Continue reading »

Bahumbug

Okay, I’m a Scrooge. I’ve written this before, but what I’ve not written about is the fact that I am actually going to have a Christmas break and I may not know what to do with myself. I’ve tried to find some holiday work, but apparently those jobs fill up super fast. Who knew. So … Continue reading »

School, things, procrastination…

Sometimes I think about what I’ve done – leaving work, leaving stability, leaving security – and I want to vomit. An overwhelming feeling floods my body and I feel sick and uncertain. And I think that’s largely due to the fact that I’m bored. It’s boredom. I have a lot of things to do, but … Continue reading »

The Cover Up

I painted my toes this morning. I always keep them painted. It’s one of the things that most athletic women try to do because their feet are so screwed up from cleats. Like, my feet: I’m missing a toe nail on my pointer toe, left foot. You can’t tell since I paint the skin and … Continue reading »

Terrified.

When I left AHOA (my old job) my office mate told me that I would survive. That I wouldn’t sink. That, even if something gave me a bump in the road, that I’d drive over it. Or if the ship I was sailing on sank, I’d float. I keep trying to reach into that memory … Continue reading »

Sludge-date

Update on the Sludge. Today, in the rainy atmosphere of Atlanta in late August, I ventured my way down to see a gastro-doctor about the sludge that was found on my gallbladder last week. I was admittedly nervous, so I had Jac accompany me to and from the doctor. The visit was easy. The doctor, … Continue reading »

Things unaccounted for

Undoubtedly, when organizing your life you leave out variables. Mainly because at the time of original organization, they are not readily apparent to you. This 2012-2013 school year was my plan, and I accounted for the variables. I planned my money to work until I graduate. My apartment situation will get a little awkward come … Continue reading »

It feels like cheating.

I’m not talking about the love affair, or the indulgence into chocolate while on a diet, type cheating – I’m cheating…ON MY BLOG! I’m back again with my favorite professor of all time, and hopefully he’s not sick of me yet, especially since I have him in the Spring, but the class is a writing … Continue reading »