My Head Is A Box Filled With Nothing
Paranoia is why not
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To those of you who answered “can you just change this blog’s name and then restart”? Or “import to wordpress and then delete” or other totally valid actions:
Once I get rid of this URL it’s open for the world to grab, and I would have to get it back immediately in order to not lose it. I am too paranoid that somebody somewhere would pick it up in the three seconds it took me to switch over and then it’d be lost forever.
A thing I wish I could do but cannot
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Is move this whole blog to a secondary one so I have it as an archive and then just delete it all and start over. Reset all my followings and followers and everything else. I’ve been here a while, I have a lot of detritus. I want a clean slate but I don’t want to give up my name because it’s perfect.
I’m on my biannual podcast kick
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Where I get excited for them and peruse a bunch and download a dozen I listen to maybe once if at all, and I have learned something.
There are way, way too many podcasts out there.
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A large number of things happened today to make the cookie making process not so great. A small number of them actually have to do with the cookies. I know it’s a poor craftsman that blames her tools, but let’s face it, my tools are very poor. I eventually had just had it and started glomming bits on wherever.
It was a lot more to do with my mood though, really. What’s the book about cooking your feelings? Is it Like Water For Chocolate? So yeah, if you’re in the market for rage and despair infused surrealist turtle cookies, boy do I have a deal for you.
Thank you mother nature
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I got a text at 10 AM saying that the kayaking schedule was looking busy and I should be prepared to do tours at 2:30 and 530. I showed up at 2 o’clock, and it was pouring, and everyone had canceled. It legit rained for 15 minutes and that’s it, but everyone had canceled anyway.
So my kayaking friend and I went and had mimosas instead. We talked mostly about sex, and how it’s sad that a lot of women aren’t having the sex they deserve, due to being too afraid to ask for it or whatever else. About how society doesn’t allow for women having the same sexual needs as men, etc.
Anyway, it was a shit ton of fun, and they didn’t end up needing me at 5:30 because people were still afraid of the rain that ended two hours ago.
So now she has to take a tour out, and I’m going home to make cookies. Feminist conversation, champagne, and not working! Solid day all around.
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12 Best Outdoor Restaurants, Bars, Beer Gardens, and More
To do list.
Vermont Comes to Brooklyn and Brings with It Some of the Best Ice Cream Ever
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I’m cool with exploiting Vermont for maximum profit but I am skeptical. This looks nothing like the maple cremees I know. Also, single first ‘e,’ Brooklyn. It’s nonsensical. It’s on purpose.
Ok I haven’t read the article yet but maple cremees are legit. I miss cremees a lot.
Vermont Comes to Brooklyn and Brings with It Some of the Best Ice Cream Ever
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