Describe your dream chocolate bar.
That is my whole, grown woman answer.
Happy Wednesday, everyone.

Describe your dream chocolate bar.
That is my whole, grown woman answer.
Happy Wednesday, everyone.

I didn’t even realize I did it, but WordPress tells me I did, so it must be true.
Eleven years ago today I started a blog here. It’s retired now, and I didn’t really post much on it, but I still remember how much simpler it was in the blogosphere back then as compared to now. 
What fears have you overcome and how?
I don’t have it in me today to answer this. It’s been a rocky four days. I’ll share some photos instead.




Describe one simple thing you do that brings joy to your life.
How do you know when it’s time to unplug? What do you do to make it happen?



The show is a timeless classic as far as I’m concerned. It was well ahead of its time when it first aired. And the jokes are still funny now. The friendships on the show are realistic, and I would argue they’re what most of us would want in a friendship.


There are three universal truths: do not speak of sex, politics or religion in polite company. I know it sounds like Jane Austen wrote this statement, but she didn’t. At least I’m pretty sure she didn’t.

Do you remember life before the internet?
Don’t ask me trifling questions, Day One.

What are you good at?
I am hijacking this prompt. Another ego-based prompt? No thank you.
This poem is dedicated to all of the men out there who think the space I take up in the world is theirs in which to encroach upon.
Who do you think you are?
All of you
None of you
Were invited
I don’t want to hear any niceties
Any hello, I miss you
Stop thinking about me
Stop writing about me 
Stop talking about me
Stop contacting me
Stop showing up
Stop
All of you
There is nothing for you here
I am not Mother Fucking Teresa
I am not always nice
I will show no mercy
When I sense a threat
I don’t want to know you
I want to forget
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