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May. 11th, 2014 01:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hiddenmuseIt's been a billion years since I've posted here and I apologize.
Most of my blogging is either updating family and friends on stuff on the Book o' Faces, or my unrepentant (and sometimes idiotic) fangirling over on Tumblr, so I've been so far behind on writing anything here for you all that I don't talk to on either of those places!
Anyways - there have been a few updates since my 40th birthday post from like a hundred years ago. Some good, some not-so-good.
The good: I am working. Albeit temp jobs, but working all the same and have been for the most part since late October.
Still living in the same place, and I really like it. It took some getting used to the neighborhood; because it's further out from things than where I used to live, but I'm enjoying it. Bus service is 24/7, mostly quiet area, and on a clear day I get a decent view of the Golden Gate Bridge from the top of my street.
I've lost some weight - about 60 pounds - and some days I feel great, other days, I feel kind of alien in my own body. It's strange.
I have tattoos now. On my feet. :) I liked it, so I put a bird on it. Or is that I put a bird on it and called it art? No matter, I have awesome birds on my feet that were done this year: the first one in February, and the second one done at the end of April.
The not-so-good: Still divorcing. But it's for the best. It's just absolutely shitty, and I hate having to go through the process. No hard feelings towards Kellie, I just wish that divorcing were as simple as "here...sign this, that and some other thing and you're done" instead of having to fill out all kinds of paperwork delineating financials and whatever else.
My nipple piercings that I had done in July came out in February because they kept getting infected (really sucky); I'm on the fence as to whether I'd get them re-done, because I'm having fun with tats now.
Also, Nitrous for dental work? Not for me. Sure it starts out great, like I feel all blissed out and stoned; but then *bam!* panic attack and I'm ready to start clawing at myself, wanting it to stop because it's freaking me out. Not cool at all. Next time, I'll take some Valium or Xanax.
Most of my blogging is either updating family and friends on stuff on the Book o' Faces, or my unrepentant (and sometimes idiotic) fangirling over on Tumblr, so I've been so far behind on writing anything here for you all that I don't talk to on either of those places!
Anyways - there have been a few updates since my 40th birthday post from like a hundred years ago. Some good, some not-so-good.
The good: I am working. Albeit temp jobs, but working all the same and have been for the most part since late October.
Still living in the same place, and I really like it. It took some getting used to the neighborhood; because it's further out from things than where I used to live, but I'm enjoying it. Bus service is 24/7, mostly quiet area, and on a clear day I get a decent view of the Golden Gate Bridge from the top of my street.
I've lost some weight - about 60 pounds - and some days I feel great, other days, I feel kind of alien in my own body. It's strange.
I have tattoos now. On my feet. :) I liked it, so I put a bird on it. Or is that I put a bird on it and called it art? No matter, I have awesome birds on my feet that were done this year: the first one in February, and the second one done at the end of April.
The not-so-good: Still divorcing. But it's for the best. It's just absolutely shitty, and I hate having to go through the process. No hard feelings towards Kellie, I just wish that divorcing were as simple as "here...sign this, that and some other thing and you're done" instead of having to fill out all kinds of paperwork delineating financials and whatever else.
My nipple piercings that I had done in July came out in February because they kept getting infected (really sucky); I'm on the fence as to whether I'd get them re-done, because I'm having fun with tats now.
Also, Nitrous for dental work? Not for me. Sure it starts out great, like I feel all blissed out and stoned; but then *bam!* panic attack and I'm ready to start clawing at myself, wanting it to stop because it's freaking me out. Not cool at all. Next time, I'll take some Valium or Xanax.
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