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I Got Mail and It Wasn’t Something I Ordered for My Shop
I submitted a piece of writing to a publication today and holy shit I had forgotten how stressful it is. Not the writing (okay maybe a little bit the writing) but the titling and proofing and second guessing whether you can even speak English. I’m going to de-stress by looking at my recently-filled bank account… Continue reading
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Look, a GoPro on a Sparrow
I keep seeing that my grammar school blog is being shared and discussed on complete strangers’ Facebook pages. I also cleared out a large part of my room this weekend and got rid of about thirty magazines that I was hoarding for absolutely no reason* so right now I’m feeling PRETTY EFFING SMUG. I don’t… Continue reading
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Heart Palpitations on One, Two-
It’s been another week, Francesca. Where have you been, Francesca. On a first aid course, that’s where. Now I know what angina is, and why the recovery position is important (do not let your drunk friends fall asleep on their back or front if they haven’t puked yet). I’ve also been writing, which is more… Continue reading
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There’s Snot in My Hair, and You Really Needed to Know That.
My body’s 21st birthday present to itself was to catch a cold, so I’m interspersing work with those violent sneezes where you projectile snot over your hair/clothes/arm/phone. I watched that Doctor Who Gave Up Drugs programme yesterday, which was also the first time I’ve taken more than one paracetamol at a time for months, so I’m… Continue reading
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