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The Day I Was Nearly [Insert Big Birthday Here]

on Jun 9, 2016

Still here (still coughing, actually – but that’s for another time). Am staring down the barrel of a Big Birthday and though when I think about it – like, really put my mind to it – I know I’ve had a hell of decade, in many different, awesome ways, but I’m still stabbed by the same doubts and fears and insecurities. I can’t shake irrational envy and resentment. I’m still a stroppy cow who can’t even see the fucking glass half the time, let alone judge if it’s half full or not. I’m still twelve years old inside, I think. I wonder if I’m alone. Are we all just kids wearing adult clothing?

The Day I Should Be More Like Kimmy Schimdt

on Jan 13, 2016

Feeling blah today. People – just by existing – are irritating me. I want to be alone and hide even though, if I’m honest, I’m mostly alone and hiding in work anyways. I’m an idiot. Last couple of days have been productive, both in and out of work. I watched the entire season of The Unbreakable Kimmy Schimdt and loved every second of it. I started sorting through that aforementioned Money Stuff bag and have shredded three-quarters of it (some of the letters/correspondence goes back to 2001. WTF) now. I have a writing deadline next Monday (am contributing to the next Game On! book – yay!), so have started thinking about writing for that (heh). I wrote up a user guide I need to write for a web development client (long story). It’s mostly been the perfect balance of busy without being overloaded, and I guess that’s as good as working things...

The Day I Talked to You About YNAB

on Jan 12, 2016

I want to talk to you about debt. Before you sniff in a derisory way and presume this is a sponsored post, I assure you – it’s not. But given I’m (probably) older than you, and have (probably) dealt with more debt that you, and – for the first time in my thirty-coughcough years – finally feel in control of my cash, I’ve been thinking for some time about talking to you about how I eventually put things right. And though I am not remotely an expert and can only talk to you from my own perspective… it’s my perspective, you know? And if this helps just one person, I’ll be happy. Like: Super Mario happy. This is likely to be pretty long, as I think it’s important to give some context as to how we got to where we were before I managed to pull ourselves out of it again. Some of it isn’t embarrassing, but some of it really...

The Day I Recapped 2015 For You

on Jan 5, 2016

1. What did you do in 2015 that you’d never done before? Landed my first editorial staff job (at Dtoid). Not too shabby. I also contributed to my first book. Yay. 2. Did you keep your new years’ resolutions, and will you make more for next year? Nah. I don’t do dem resolutions. 3. Did anyone close to you give birth? Nope. 4. Did anyone close to you die? Also nope. Thankfully. 5. What countries did you visit? None. I’m lucky that we’ve done a lot of travelling in my life, but this year we’ve been managing our poorly puppy, and I’m happy to sacrifice seven days in the sun to know my boy is happy and healthy and not with strangers in a kennel. You won’t believe me, but going to my in-laws’ caravan in the summer was just as lovely… even if it did rain! 6. What would you like to have in 2016 that you lacked in 2015? Money. Is that too shallow?...

The Day I Realised I’ve Only Seen 2016 From my Bedroom

on Jan 4, 2016

Getting kinda tired of watching 2016 slip past from within the confines of my bedroom. Still feeling like complete shit. Still stuck in bed. Grumble grumble. I have a FitBit which monitors my sleeping patterns – it tells me that I’ve been restless/woken up 50+ times in the last two nights. Rad. My second course of steroids finishes tomorrow and I don’t feel much improved at all. Bodes well. Bed-ridden incarceration means I’ve been binge-watching things. I watched the TV movie of Stephen King’s Needful Things that was on over Christmas (omg it was terrible). I’m still watching too much Grey’s Anatomy. And today I’m watching Netflix’s Making a Murderer and omfg, how does this shit even happen? Seriously. Am only four episodes in and have no idea how the facts will fall (besides a quick Wikipedia search, which tells me Avery was...

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