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This is in no way a long update - just a quick 'made the right choice, v happy' update lol. I start my job Monday and am sunbathing in my garden with my dog, Chip. :) Read Full Story

In my last relationship, the guy didn't have a Facebook. By some weird turn of events he, at 22, had never made one. Now, the guy I dated before him didn't either but at 29 that was more acceptable. As a result, I was the one who made his Facebook for him. Now this guy was in his first relationship out of a failed marriage with me (yes, at 22) and so there was definitely a rebound effect going on. I can't criticize too much because I too had just broken up with someone, and considering t... Read Full Story

Everyone who knows me is aware of my unusual obsession with Postsecret.org. It was my home page for years and is the first site I visit, even before my email on a Sunday morning. And this one (an archive) rang particularly true for me right now.This is partially the reason why I love PostSecret so much: all these people believe their secrets are so huge and awful that the only place they can send them is an anonymous website; they can't tell anyone in their lives, and yet, everyone shares the... Read Full Story

So I just watched the creepiest adaptation film ever. I mean, don't get me wrong, it was also one of the cheesiest movies I've ever seen but still. 'Invasion of the Bodysnatchers' is a bit like 1984, in the idea that it's a human race with no variance: built for the whole as opposed to the individual with ultimate control and acquiescence among everyone. It's had four versions, probably because it's one of those topics that everyone is always a little fascinated but a little crept out by.The ... Read Full Story

I have just watched the most horrific film I have ever seen. Jack Ketchum's 'The Girl Next Door', which is based on a true story of a girl, Sylvia Likens, who at age 16, was tortured and killed slowly by Gertrude Baniszewski, the 'responsible adult' and her long-term babysitter at the time, along with her son, two daughters and various other neighborhood kids.These evil excuses for human beings burnt 'I am a prostitute and proud of it' in the girl's stomach with a searing hot sewing pin, forc... Read Full Story

There's a weird nostalgia for me connected to Britain that I can't describe very well to anyone who doesn't understand growing up in England and living in the US. Though the language is the same in the countries, the culture is undeniably different. It's not big things and not the things you'd assume: though I miss certain food items it's not nostalgic and though I get homesick for family, there are still phones. I guess it's the simplicity. The feeling of peace while we used to drive to... Read Full Story

So this is a video from my window. On June 26th. In the summer. Those flashes? That would be lightning. And isn't it just a gorgeous dreary... gray color. Ugh.It makes the house across the street look haunted. That's kind of fun.  Read Full Story

So I had the start to this huge post about my dreams last night and how moving countries is even stalking my dreams with nightmares. Then I accidentally clicked the back button. And I'm definitely not in the mood to write it all out again.That said, this is going to be a short post. There is a promise here for a proper post, possibly later today or maybe tomorrow but yeah. The post was three pages long. Ouch. Just ouch.On the up point I have Brooklyn Style Dominos Cheese with white sauce pizz... Read Full Story

Two of that calibre in one day... Rest in peace. Read Full Story