February 2012
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blog break.
i am in need of a major overhaul on my life, particularly my health, so i’m going to take a break from posting (and reading about things that really stress me out).
not completely off the grid: alliemullin at gmail.com
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huh.
You are seeking an affectionate relationship, offering fulfilment and happiness. You are capable of powerful emotional enthusiasm. Deep down, you are a kind loving person, always helpful and willing to adapt yourself if necessary to realise the bond of affection that you desire. But you need the same consideration and understanding from others and it is this need that will sometimes hold you...
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i can't win.
back from the hospital. benadryl and steroids. three failed IV attempts. no referral to a rheumatologist. a lot of ‘we’re so sorry’ and ‘that sucks’ and ‘i wish there was something we could do.’
so in short, i wasted $100 and spent four hours at the er only to be sent away.
thanks, universe! i really love what you’re doing.
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my immune system is so great it’s kicking its own butt right now. no fun. also, i’m having an allergic reaction, and aside from being red and puffy all over, i want to claw my skin off.
going to the hospital tomorrow for some answers. wish me luck.
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brilliant theory or delusional ranting
what if people who are in super-sealed fancy coffins get infected by whatever mysterious illness/radiation/we’re-not-gonna-explain-it-just-suspend-your-disbelief/magic that causes people to turn to zombies, but they take a long time to escape? so we defeat all the recently dead folks, but years later we get a second onslaught of zombies who have just managed to escape their graves.
i give...
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“I felt like a true hipster when the cashier offered to fill my Nalgene bottle”
– what the fuck does this even mean
Watchi can’t even. the GOP is so completely deluded. i can’t wait until it completely implodes.
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Letter from Freed Slave to Former Master Draws... →
We trust the good Maker has opened your eyes to the wrongs which you and your fathers have done to me and my fathers, in making us toil for you for generations without recompense. Here I draw my wages every Saturday night; but in Tennessee there was never any pay-day for the negroes any more than for the horses and cows. Surely there will be a day of reckoning for those who defraud the laborer...