Holes in my brain

Tuesday, May 22, 2018

A story of sea salt and yoga. Kind of.

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This morning, as I was vacuuming sea salt off of the yoga mat in my bedroom, I had a moment to pause and marvel at what-the-actual-fuck brou...
Sunday, August 12, 2012

I'm trying to think of a clever title. I got nothin'.

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It's been almost two months since I've written anything here but I have a very good reason for it: I've been slowly and methodic...
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Friday, June 15, 2012

I should come with a warning label.

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This is the time of year that I love/hate. For FB purposes only - otherwise the summer kinda rocks. What, with the extra days off and ample ...
Thursday, May 31, 2012

Note to self: trust me on this one.

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Dear Teenage-Me, I know what it's like. All the negative self-talk? It's a lot of noise and it's distracting and it's cons...
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Thursday, May 17, 2012

Fuck. this. shit.

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I started crying in the hallway of school today - fortunately between periods and I managed to make myself look preoccupied when kids did co...
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Sunday, April 29, 2012

It's a Sunday night. I really don't have anything good to say.

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Things I hate right now: Disappointment. I can't decide if it's because I expect too much or simply because I'm not jaded enou...
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Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Bitches be CRAZY.

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It’s 40 minutes into detention duty, I brought a book and actual work down with me, but all I have managed to do is hold various text/email ...
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Monday, April 9, 2012

Judgment vs. Judgement (or, "How I Spent My Spring Break")

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Preface: it should be noted that I use the term "spring break" very loosely here. In that, when I think "spring break"?...
Thursday, March 29, 2012

Move along, nothing to see here.....

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Wow. It’s the end of March and this is only the second blog I’ve written in 2012. And, as I look back over the last few entries (sporadic an...
Monday, January 16, 2012

I miss me. (and my size 8 jeans)

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"You don't seem like your normal happy self." Well, no shit. Actually, I don't usually think of myself as either norma...
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I eat too much. I think too much. I don't sleep nearly enough. I love wine, yoga, reading, and contemplating the meaning of our existence. I can't spell. I have MS, two daughters, and a cat. I don't know how I got here.
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