I know certain people, if they’re still bothering to read this and continuing to pass judgement on things they don’t understand, will disagree, but damn I have come a long way since my mother died.
It’s not like I had a choice, of course. Life goes on and 21 years is a lot of life to live.
And damn, have I been living.
I giggled maniacally when I got my t-shirt from Firefly Hollow Brewing Company. (My friend is starting a brewery and I donated some cash. NBD.)
I supported a brewery. A place where people make ALCOHOL. The same substance that killed both my parents.
Every day at work, I drink water out of a Magic Hat pint glass. (Magic Hat, of course, makes alcohol. Beer, but whatevs.) I have also worn the snot out of my Magic Hat t-shirts. (God, that was a good trip. Glory days, blah blah blah… Movin’ on.)
The girl who used to hate booze in all forms.
Not only does she display brewery logos willingly she GOES TO BARS.
As J put it so eloquently, “YOU’RE IN A FUCKING BAR!”
I go to bars now.
A lot. Too much.
I’ve logged too much time in bars to still be the girl who hates alcohol with the passion I used to.
I don’t like it. I will never understand why people drink. I will never drink.
But that doesn’t mean I won’t buy a round, or support my friends with their dreams of owning a brewery.
i think i love matt smith… he’s essentially me. but with a penis.
Day four at the new job… I can’t wait for the day when I’m counting it in years and not days. It’s a good fit.
Seriously, though, I don’t know why I bother with recruiters. So fucking useless. I’ve enjoyed telling them I’m employed now.
My jeans are getting big on me. I’m taking that as a sign that the workouts are working… I’m assuming, too, that means that I will be ready for the GORUCK. Wooooooooo!!!!!
June 8th is both coming too quickly, and not quickly enough.
Next weekend, I’m Albany bound. I think I may swing through Connecticut on my way home… there’s a boy I need to see.
Order has been restored to my life.
And it is good.
Very. Very. Good.
the sherlock fandom makes the best gifs
The whole idea behind this blog was that it was supposed to be a less personal, more family friendly, photoblog. It was supposed to serve as the yang to That Other Blog’s yin… and somewhere along the past six years, it’s kind of lost its way.
Now, it’s become a spot where I dump some of my favorite tumblr stuff and obsess over British TV shows. Oddly enough, I’m OK with that. Any blog I’ve ever written has always been a place that reflects where my head is at at any given point in time (and generally uncensored, which always made life interesting). I’m sure in a few years, I’ll look back at the archives and be all ‘what the fuck’, but for now, it’s a good time capsule of where my head was at during my latest ‘dark’ period.
I can’t / won’t talk about my former employer here… but I can tell you that towards the end, I had been working on my exit plan. They just beat me to it. The last few months were a bit not good…and it definitely showed by my obsession with fan fiction, with Doctor Who and Top Gear marathons, with watching the same
five Sherlock episodes over and over and over, and spending way too many hours on my Superwholockian tumblr account. WAY TOO MANY HOURS.
I’m starting to claw my way back out of it. Losing my job without a new one to jump to made life a lot worse and not having the people I thought I could count on there for support made it worse. Thankfully, other friends stepped up and kept me as sane as possible. Which is to say, not very sane. BUT. NJ, MKS and MM helped more than I’ll ever be able to thank them for. So if you’re reading this, you three, thank you, thank you, thank you!
Eventually, this blog will shift back to being more personal, more photobloggy (with my photos). I don’t have a time frame, but I know it will return to what it used to be as soon as I do.
Thanks for sticking around.
I got a super sweet video birthday card from my little brother and his family, the way overdue phone call, and then, M posts this to my FB wall…
I’m so happy that I have people like them in my life.
It’s one thing to post on a Facebook timeline, but it’s another to reach out via email, via text, via voice, via handwritten card, and to take the time to fucking google a photo of my favorite Doctor saying one of my favorite Doctor Who catchphrases in the history of FOREVER…
So, a very public thank you to J/L/TL, NJ, WB, MHC, MM, BG, and DM (so far) for going above and beyond in this world of Facebook.
You all rock, and I’m thrilled to call you my friends!
New message from [some person I used to know]: xxx-xxx-xxxx
There’s been too many spaces in our togetherness. Our relationship is defined by separation. By silences. - Megan McCaffery (Fourth Comings)
The silence has been broken.