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I’m still feeling full from all my birthday celebrations this year.
Logbook Notes
This little corner of my website is where I collect things from the everyday goings-on in my life. It’s a chronicle, exhibit, and junk-drawer all at once. I have not had a social media profile in quite a few years now, so this part of my website fills a similiar purpose to what those places did for me in years past.
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A year ago today I was eating a sandwich while leaning up against Hadrian’s Wall.
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It’s bananas that I must have a LinkedIn profile to apply for a job.
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These sweaty nights are unpleasant. I’m looking forward to autumn.
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I’ve lived here for nine months and I’m still not used to the sounds this house makes.
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Sad that the AI companies landed on an aesthetic so close to my own: earthtones, serif fonts, em-dashes. First they took my job, then they took my sense of self.
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When my mind starts bouncing around on syncing issues and distributing data, I probably need to be thinking about a notebook instead of computers.
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I’m doing some writing on an old netbook like it’s 2009.
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It’s too hot here to want to do much of anything.
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Getting old is wanting to redesign your website because the text you yourself wrote a week ago is too small to read in the early hours of the morning.
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A weekend with no set plans is like a blank sheet of paper: exciting, full of possibilities, and still empty if all you do is stare at it. This morning, however, rest is in order, so I’m floating in the vast void of nothingness, with a cup of coffee.
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I’m getting out for a post-storm walk before it gets dark.
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My mind has been such a jumble lately. The things I need to do and the things I want to get done keep stacking on top of each other, higher and higher, a Jenga tower that feels one nudge from going over.
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And it’s back to packing lunches, if only for a week. School starts in about a month, and I’m dreading the routine already.
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When I was in my early twenties, I took great pride in never owning a suit. After a while I realized it wasn’t worth holding on to. My whole career, I’ve been proud of never having a proper resume. That one, I’m starting to think, isn’t worth holding on to either.
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Keeping this house in order feels like its own full-time job.
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Another weekend gone already.
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A middle-of-the-night interruption, then back to sleep and out until 7:00am for once. Turns out maybe sleeping on the floor in a dusty old house isn’t the healthiest thing in the world.
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I spent a good chunk of my day writing about a long walk I took, so I figure I might as well get a second walk in.
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Reading my own writing aloud brings up childhood trauma about being made to read in front of the class.