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It was the third month long absence that finally did it. I guess the third time really is the charm.It's been a long, convoluted journey from heartbroken California transplant to headstrong, globetrotting Seattlite but here I am. In the last three years this blog has morphed more times than my hair color, settling finally on something I can be proud of. I could say the same of myself.One of the

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I've been housesitting for a friend with two beautiful raised beds. In her absence, she inisists I help myself to anything that's ripe and right now that includes peas, cherry tomatoes and in a few days maybe a zuccini. All I have to do is turn the automatic waterer (and suppliment with the hose on really hot days which Seattle hasn't been short of lately) and feed her cat. I'm not sure how my

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On a visit to my favorite PDX book joint I kept seeing a guy in his mid to late forties who turned up in several of the same aisles as I was browsing. He's dressed in one of those Jack Johnson-esque hippie hoodies (I believe they call them baja hoodies, imagine that) After our third "mid-aisle collision" we exchanged greeting and a smile and went on our way. So I thought.I made a last pass

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...that's the verdict after my salon run for a much needed highlights touchup. And yes, I was licking my wounds just a bit after Audi's stunning letdown. Sometimes what a girl needs is a little confidence booster and a mani/pedi just won't cut it. I said I wanted more of the honey/carmel bits. That, apparently meant I wanted to go mostly blondish.Hmm...I guess I got what I asked for. We toned the

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But at least I'm not too proud to admit it.Traveling is fantastic. Central America was amazing. I mean, I really should have known. At every moment in my life that I've been most terrified to do something that something has turned out to be one of the highlight experiences of my life. I can now say from experience:Not all volcanos pour lava. Sometimes molten rocks tumble down the sides like

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I. Am. Here.Until further notice. I am trying very hard figure out what to tell you besides these three things:1. I made it to Central America. I've been here for almost two months.2. Traveling - solo - has been the best thing I've ever done.3. I am seriously considering not coming home.Okay #3 is sort of joking. But that should tell you exactly how wonderful life is these days. Best decision I

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I am terrified. I'm scared. I'm chicken shit quaking in my boots yellow bellied. I'm all about a life of travel in that theoretical, first-date, sitting around with a glass of wine kind of life speculation way. But the fact is, when I really think about getting on a plane, scratch that: buying a ticket, my stomach gets all wobbly and my palms get clammy. I click through airline ticket sites

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Here are my goals: Do Everything.See Everything.Have Good Time.Ha.ha. Just kidding. Srsly. Here goes:Speak proficient Spanish - I have some pretty basic conversational skills.Become a confident, comfortable solo traveler.See both coasts.Meet some cool people.See a Blue Morpho.Ride a horse on the beach.Yell at a Monkey.Surf in warm(er) water.Put some work in on the novel.Laugh, often.(Okay I'm

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Things I should be doing:Going to bedFinishing my laundryTaking out my contactsPacking for PtownStretchingThing I am doing:Updating my blogChecking my stats (YES, I do care if anyone besides Mitch stops by for a visit - hi Mitch! - I only shout out to Mitch all the time cause the rest of you are so damn quiet)Eating Trader Joe's French Truffles right out of the boxSurfing for new regular blogs to

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I'd just like to start this one out by acknowledging that really, all of life's problems should be this hard...The problem is I want to go EVERYWHERE and do EVERYTHING all at once. I have literally burst into tears (twice) talking to BBGB about the trip because every time I think of traveling - I get totally overwhelmed by the sensation that I have to make this trip the BEST POSSIBLE TRIP EVER

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Can't believe I'm almost at a year from establishing my first real set of financial goals. (Better late than never). You may have noticed I -finally - got my charts setup in the sidebar so you can follow along. They are actually current as of this post.Happy to note that the Uh-Oh Fund is now 100% complete. Although my Travel Fund isn't exactly where I was shooting for (yeah, so, uh about that

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It's a full on, unrepentantly romantic, two epic plot bonanza squashed into one big beautiful scenic mess of a movie, rife with cliches and the standard cast of good vs. evil characters.And still. I'm sure about 90% of my love is for the land - that continent as depicted is one big glamour shot. The rest I reserve for the love story that manages not to be entirely trite for all it's standard

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You heard that right. Considering all my life I have been a CA girl, including the snowboarding and living on the beach for almost 10 years, and I NEVER picked up a surfboard.Until Saturday. Friends who know about my upcoming trip to Central America decided to give me one more activity to do when I get there (like I'm gonna get bored or something?) So LegalGirrl and her man and I piled into the

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I have to say that I'm feeling a bit WORN following the fervor of recent election. Without all the election coverage there's this void that leaves me feeling empty and a little relieved. What did I do with my lunch hour and break times before I scanned spent the time scanning the news for the latest campaign updates. Not that the media hasn't tried to immediately fill it with speculation on

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'Nuff Said...More great political cartoons, here...

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(and yes, D - I promise to behave WHEN Obama wins. But I might not be able to pass up the opportunity to do the Cupid Shuffle at LEAST once in my office. I promise to close the door.)Good Day, My People – It dawned on me that Obama could actually win this thing. If that happens, there will be a lot of people (some of our co-workers included) who will be afraid that an Obama presidency will

Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12070165359044119396noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328266434370353802.post-38945349055517523112008-10-27T12:08:00.001-07:002008-10-29T00:18:20.675-07:00

I found this nifty (and FREE!) little doo-hicky online the other day and thought I'd pass it along:http://www.vertex42.com/Calculators/debt-reduction-calculator.htmlActual Screenshot:It's a debt reduction calculator (spreadsheet available in Excel and Open Office friendly formats) based on the "Debt-Snowball" strategy. So I'm a bit new to the strategy, but basically it involves calculating how

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The beast started clunking during braking a couple of weeks ago. The queen of ignoring potentially expensive car repairs - aka, moi - thought better of her usual tack because this time it involves BRAKES and one NEEDS THOSE TO WORK and took it to her favorite Car Guys in Ballard.Good news: the thumping was actually just a loose bolt in the Control Arm.Cost to fix: $0Bad News: the bolt was

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5 things I was doing 10 years ago: Deciding on a college.Driving the "coolest car ever" (at least at the time) : A 1985 Ford Thunderbird, with the Turbo Charger.Dating my first boyfriend EVER.Exercising hunter/jumpers and dreaming of the day I'd ride on the US Equestrian Team.Picking out my dress for senior ball.5 things on my to do list today:Go to yogaFinish my laundryPay that annoying traffic

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Be still my beating heart, for true love hath arrived: Pilot Project with 500 All-Electric Minis in Three US States :2008-10-20 - BMW plans to test a fleet oft some 500 all-electric Mini modelsthat will be made available to select private and corporate customers as part ofa pilot project in the US states of California, New York and New Jersey. TheMini E will give its world premiere at the Los

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And Jon Stewart - as per usual - makes the funny out of it:(Strange Bird: I think we're still right on about there being something wrong with a guy like this getting picked as the American 'norm'), IMHO)

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No doubt you've been hearing all about the quintessential American "Joe Six-Pack."Frankly, I'm wondering just who the hell is this guy and why the hell is he suddenly the prime character in this election. While watching the last debate tonight, with both candidates addressing "Joe," it took me a minute to realize exactly whom they were referring to.Furthermore, the average - everyday "Joe Six

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About a month ago, someone very close to me died.I'm not going to euphemism it or get maudlin: He died and his dying changed my life. For the last seven years he was a confidant and partner in crime. And now he's gone. He's not someone you would know about because I never posted about him here: Although he liked reading my zany two cents on everything wasn't a wasn't a big fan of being part of

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It gripes me to no end sometimes that I actually had to take out a loan on the car when I bought it - I decided I'd rather have the cash than just buy the car outright. Mistake #1. What I wasn't factoring in was the cost of all the extra insurance (comprehensive) added to the interest which cost me more in the long run than just doing without that cash on hand in the short term.Duh.The sweetest

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That when you're setting out on a new path, it's a good idea to look ahead of you to see if there's anyone on a similar road from which you might draw inspiration, guidance or wisdom from. (Even the "how not to do it" examples are worth watching out for)So here's a little shoutout of thanks to Wanderlusting, Escape from New York, and Strange Bird who defintely fall into the former category. For

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aka. The Debt PaydownAs of today I have officially paid off one of the major debts that's been hounding me for over two years. When I called today to verify I was at a zero balance the customer service rep actually said "Congratulations."I have to say I'm getting addicted to this feeling: every time I've successfully zeroed out a debt in the last six mouths (three and counting!) it's like having

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Okay I have been trying to keep my blog out of the political fray, but this was just too funny to pass up. Especially the reporter's slip up during his "stand-up" live brodcast.Warning..."Coarse" Language is involved.And frankly, even if it is bullsh*t, I don't feel bad in the slightest for passing it along...

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I looked at an apartment this weekend. A Belltown studio not far from EVERYTHING that is the best of downtown Seattle.Truth is I've been surfing Craigslist in my spare time for the last few weeks, ostensibly as a way to kill time while waiting for the go-ahead on a project. See I like my living arrangement, and my roommate, but two things have come become abundantly clear:The commute is killing

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Okay so I don't really subscribe to that one, but it did get your attention, didn't it?So tonight I have a date. Which could definitely be considered getting back on that particular horse rather quickly - but this funny thing happens sometimes when you tell the universe what you think you need (in this case, some "Time Off") and it gives you what it thinks you need (ie. an abundance, very good

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Do you remember this song? For about two weeks I rocked this like it was going out of style.The year was 1997. I was in high school.The strangest part of getting older is how everything suddenly feels like "just yesterday" when in reality it was over a decade ago. And what on EARTH was I listening to back in the day?

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Okay, I know. I am breaking my New Year's blog-update resolution: breaking it with a ten ton hammer. Let me summarize in a quick update:I still haven't won the lottery, yet. In fact, even if I had, and i was sailing around the world right now, I still should be updating this blog on a regular basis. Still going to work. See #1Happy Birthday Rosie! One year closer to no longer being a 20-something

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I think I just took my last road trip this weekend.Unfortunately I'm one of those people who really does like to drive - not the daily commute, of course. I love road trips, packing up the car with food and stuff and people (dogs are people too) picking a direction, plotting a course, loading up on music and hitting the road. The longer the better. It's one part therapy, one part recreation, one

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These shoes: Frye's Belted Harness BootsSo I know these wouldn't USUALLY fit the definition of "spring shoes" but i have wanted a pair since before forever.I bet they would look cute with a skirt, too.

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I was seriously worried that the shenanigans with my car was going to put a dent in my savings/travel plan.However, the opposite is true. I was able to cover my deductible and the excess rental car fees with my thus far measly albeit sufficient UhOh Fund without touching a piece of plastic. Okay not counting the check card the cash came out of. So my UhOh Fund has taken a hit, but hey, that's

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I think of a great idea for a blog post on the bus, but by the time that I get unwedged enough from between my fellow riders to write it down I've forgotten what I wanted to say.So that's my excuse. That is also reason # 999 that I need an iPhone.That is all.

Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12070165359044119396noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328266434370353802.post-43253277714369495572008-05-05T21:55:00.000-07:002009-06-02T12:26:55.113-07:00

Spring in Seattle is like winter in Seattle. Only warmer. And wetter.And while in some situations those two qualities would definitely be considered a good thing, in this case, they're the qualities of a tease. A tricky little harlot that offers a glimpse of sun, a hint of warm and then sends you damp and sniffling back indoors.I love this town.Signed,Lets just get right to summer then, already.

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Thursday afternoon, after four weeks of bouncing between the mechanic and insurance companies, two rental cars, delayed car parts and THE REST OF MY LIFE, I thought I was going to loose my mind.Actually I'm pretty sure I'd already lost my mind and was finally noticing this. All over $2500 worth of exhaust system damage (start at the catalytic converter and keep adding parts and labor)On top of it

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...you get to go to the mountain, even though your car is out of commission (long story, see the one about the exhaust pipe thief)...you run into FLOML snowboarding, and your heart doesn't even flutter....you find yourself enjoying an unexpected companion: great conversation, laughs, and good runs. At the end of the day you can say you have a new friend. (Code name: 2Plank)...you finish the day

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D says:another day, another turkey burgerRosie says:LOLRosie says:mmm, i might go have seconds of Indian food in a minute. i did a bad thing todayD says:what was your sin of choiceRosie says:i stole a bottle of Tobasco from the cafeteria to keep in the kitchen on my floorD says:HARosie says:cause i go thru about a bottle a weekRosie says:and i'm tired of running downstairs to get itD says:me tooD

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Today I returned from the bus after a blissful sunny afternoon wandering around downtown and climbed into my car. I started the engine and immediately knew something was wrong. It sounded like no one had bothered to install a muffler on my car. Parked on a busy street and against a high wall I couldn't safely take a look, so I let it run for a minute, made sure there were no fluids dripping and

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I'm hungry for it now. This morning I woke up with a gnawing in my proverbial belly. It said one word: TRAVEL.After two weeks of cramming travel books at the library and Barnes and Noble, here are my top destinations so far (in no particular order):Costa RicaGuatemalaPanamaIndonesiaCambodiaSpainChileI'm starting to look at travel by region - that way I can hit up multiple countries in one trip.

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and, more importantly, ME in THIS. I know, cute, right?

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Lately I've been thinking about gossip. One of the many little indulgences I allow myself is the occasional snark - either among friends or in the larger public sphere of celebrity trainwreck action. Unlike pizza and ice cream (both of which can be worked off when consumed in moderation) I am beginning to see how the use of words can have far more lasting, and insidious impact.In the Four

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AKA. How to Operate a ChainsawThis weekend HF and I went to help clear trees off his brother's property. Bro and his wife are building a house on their property - their first - and this was sort of a "family" event. Wife was out shopping so I hung out on the couch to get some writing done. I was doing really well. Of course, the short attention spanned master of procrastination has other ideas.

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Famous last words in the Book of Rosie...My cube-mate (yes you heard that right, in my most recent employment incarnation I not only have to work in a cube, I actually have to share that cube with another full grown human being. May I note that it's not exactly a LARGE cube either)So to begin again. Thankfully my cubemate and I have become an extended version of single-serving friends. She's my

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So guess who had a missed call she couldn't clear from her phone today? See if the caller had left a message the missed call sign would have gone away when I checked my voicemail. Unfortunately they couldn't be bothered - or the call wasn't that important in the first place (more than likely) so now, do I not only know what they wanted, but WHO the "they" are. I didn't think it was so annoying

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LegalGirl says That Guy spent about two hours today trying to figure out how to make his phone stop displaying a bogus "new call" notification. He literally could not let it go. Not in the, "jeeze that's annoying, guess I will not waste one more second being annoyed and just ignore it," sort of way. More along the lines of, "I cannot function in any way shape or form unless I right this

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Oh shit, see what happens when I go looking to post that Mayer/Keys commercial - all kinda funny bidness comes up. I'd almost rather watch him do stupid funny shit than play music most days. This shit kills me:Holy hell. Where did this boy come from? Yeah, he's a big goofy dork. Swoon.

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BBGB turned me on to these MTV ads - cause she understands my unhealthy and unholy obsession with John Mayer's well being. I don't have a crush on him, per se: it's just that Mayer is the kind of guy that composed most of my social circle in High School. Awkward, oddly charming, musically talented and most of the time attracted to the wrong women. The kind of guy I would have had a crush on if I

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I believe there are fates worse than death. That is, some things I would rather die than do or have happen to me.For instance, if I could no longer eat, or enjoy food, which is such a primary point in my life. Don't get me wrong, food is not an emotional experience - not my ultimate comfort. But the act, and pleasure of eating is something that would seriously impact my overall quality of life,

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Does anyone else out there have this problem? I spend way too much time on IM during the day. To be fair, it IS one of the primary modes of communication at work - my boss may not pick up her phone or check her voice mail --EVER -- but she'll certainly shoot back a reply complete with goofy smilie face emoticon if I ping her with an IM.Unfortunately I've been using the same IM since college and

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that paradoxically, an entire life spent as a hopeless klutz has forced me to develop amazing reflexes.(this after accidentally I knocked my boss' -thankfully empty - travel mug from his desk then caught said mug before it hit the ground. I heard "wow," I thought "thank god.")

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I believe that the Thai expression "mi ben lai" (letting it go) can be the most effective way to end a fight. The key is in having nothing to do with "winning."I believe that pizza and ice cream is an acceptable substitute for makeup sexI believe I am smarter, funnier, and more bold than I give myself credit for.I believe that I am loved

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So my first set of statements of belief are as follows (in absolutely no particular order)When it comes to relationships, I believe that working it out may be a lot harder than walking away, but so much more worthwhile.I believe that ending tears with laughter is better than any medicine.I believe that I know more than I give myself credit for.I believe that I am the first person I need to love,

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Still not ready to talk about things. So let's have a meme, shall we?The Alphabet Meme-A - Age: 20-somethingB - Band listening to right now: Arctic monkeysC - Career future: Freedom from having to workD - Dad’s name: Daddy-OE - Easiest person to talk to: BBGF - Favorite type of shoe: boots (cowboy, snowboard, hiking...)G – Grapes or Grapefruit: Grapefruit - tart, tasty, good for youH – Hometown:

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Speaking of my privileged life: Friday I did drive.I threw my board and shit into the back and headed up to the Summit after work. Anyone who rides The Summit knows it's not the best mountain around (low elevation, short runs, sometimes excruciatingly family oriented) but it has one major plus. Proximity. I could throw a rock from my job and knock someone off the chairlift (not that I would, but

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Good news this week:I found the Redmond Express. Now with only two buses and a short car ride I can get to work in about 45 minutes or an hour if I leave during peak traffic times. A Novelist dropped by to remind me of all the fun things that you can do in your car during traffic. Which I completely agree with, especially the part about singing in the car. I am a total "iPod Diva" while driving

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It appears that in spite of my best efforts NOT to have a drive greater than 30 minutes to get to work (door to door, each way, including coffee stop, during off peak hours- I know, I know, I have been a spoiled brat for over a year in that regard!!!) I have been thwarted.Okay let's get real: I am a Californian - born and raised: I love my car, I love driving. I do not love: driving to not fun

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Confession: I've never had an ANYTHING fund. Including, and not limited to, an emergency fund, a car fund, even a cute shoe fund. How have I manged to avoid financial ruin due to any or all of the above so far? Credit cards. Which really isn't avoiding -- only delaying -- the inevitable crash that comes when the plastic runs out.So, part of being able to travel in a year means not only saving

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I haven't had a goal, or a purpose for so long it's not funny. Since I graduated from college I've been wandering - sometimes literally - from job to job, place to place, trying to figure out what my next step will be. I suppose I've been letting life happen to me, for lack of a better intention. I have never been "career" minded; I never knew what I wanted to be when I grew up and I got my

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Jay over at Kill The Goat started out the year with a list of belief statements, here. Well, statements of belief following something to do with Tropical Drinks being at fault - sounds like there's a story there.Anywho, in an effort to comment where I read, I thought I'd drop a few of my own "I believes" in the comment section. I clicked the comment button, watched the window open and then stared

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Well, that one was easy. I haven't been around much lately but I suspect that has to do partly with the holidays and accompanying time crunches. To be completely honest, this blog has lost a little bit of its focus and purpose - two qualities I've been struggling with for a while. I started the blog a year ago to mark some pretty major events in my life: a move and a breakup. A year later I'm

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