by Ira | Jul 16, 2016 | Challenge, Journal
Of this sickness. Jesus H. Kristoffersen…I spent all day in bed today, except one stint on the couch for dinner and a walk down the street to buy groceries. That was it. At least up until I sat down and got my writing done. I didn’t think that shit was...
by Ira | Jul 15, 2016 | Challenge, Journal
…it’s TEN DAYS until I hit quadruple digits on this mofo. The millennial! A new era shall be born! Y2K strikes again! Party like it’s 999 (in nine days. Also, Prince: too soon. We miss you). I was sick sicky sick sickness today. Still am. Have a...
by Ira | Jul 14, 2016 | Challenge, Journal
But I did work today, and I did get my writing in, so huzzah. Yay me. I feel like poop. It’s a legit cold, y’all. It’s not messing around when it comes to sucking the life out of me. It’s another work day tomorrow, unfortunately. Hate it. Not a...
by Ira | Jul 13, 2016 | Challenge, Journal
I had a sick day today. Uuuuuugggghhhhhhh. I thiiiiink it’s the first one of 2016. Maybe I had one or two others. And I know what this is now. I got too worked up yesterday. Too wound up, too stressed and my body was like “nope.” I could feel that...
by Ira | Jul 12, 2016 | Challenge, Journal
Life is good. I’m in bed with the Ho next to me, and the Coco snuggled up by our hips as we sit up in bed, me writing this entry and Liz looking at doges in glasses on her phone. And Coops is curled up down on the floor next to me. Darth Danby chugs along,...
