It's a gray day. The wind blows and rain falls outside, but I'm tucked safely in a classroom. It's a long, powerfully boring day of training at work. Safety, hazardous materials, standard procedures... You name it. If it puts you to sleep, we're brushing up on it. I've worked here for four months, and I'm… Continue reading Dream Journal: I feel the pressure in my head.
The title says it all. It's Friday. It's Cince de Mayo. I'm at home, blogging from my couch at 11:30 pm. I'm rocking boxers and a Pokemon t-shirt. My makeup has been removed and my hair is in what could be a bun with a little more effort. Earlier, I bleached my entire bathroom, reorganized… Continue reading Friday night spent organizing kitchen cabinets and cleaning litter boxes.