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the dreams of an improperly medicated teenager

the majority of my teen years were spent battling anxiety. at a time when i should’ve been developing social skills and acquiring the building blocks for future higher education, i was drinking my meals and hyperventilating. in 1999, i was seventeen years old, right smack in the thick of it, improperly medicated and basically out of control. for my birthday, my sister gave me a journal specifically for writing down my dreams. i have never been–and still am not–good at…

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the differences in times of anxiety and times of no anxiety

times of no anxiety: you go out for chinese food, and when you crack open your fortune cookie and find no fortune, you curse the vagaries of assembly lines. times of anxiety: you go out for chinese food, and when you crack open your fortune cookie and find no fortune, you feel a dark cloud descend upon you as you realize that this is a sign that you’re totally going to die.

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the chicken whisperer

at least five days a week, i drive down the hill into town. and then, in turn, at least five days a week, i drive back up the hill to home. the passenger-side window of my car doesn’t roll down, so the ride home is when i take a little back road, and stop to talk to the chickens. i pull over, roll down my window, and greet them with a “good day”. i will then proceed to either ask…

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pumpkin pie rice pudding

so i had a random urge for crazy food-related delight this afternoon, on my hour-and-a-half drive home from pacifica*. i recently found, via tastespotting, recipes for fried oatmeal chicken and pumpkin mash. the page in question was an exercise in de-health-ifying an existing set of recipes, and believe you me, it sounds pretty freaking awesome. however, i’ve been trying to pay attention to what i stuff in my facehole, and the thought of frying chicken in pure butter was slightly repellent to…

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the violence inherent in the system, but not the sex

so i’ve done a lot of thinking about the whole “violence is ok for kids, but sex isn’t” debacle that plagues our society, and i think i’ve finally hit upon a logical conclusion. anyone who has ever spent any time around young kids (and i mean pre-teen/prepubescent young) knows that the lord of the flies had it absolutely right: without societal guidance, children are mean. they will say whatever they want, regardless of the feelings of others, and with a…

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the best waffles

remember that time i wanted a cooking blog? yeah, me neither. life is messy, man, and waffles make things better. this is adapted from the better homes and gardens new cookbook, the one with the red gingham and ring-binding for easy addition/subtraction. these waffles will make you feel good. they will remind you of diners. they will silence you because you will be busy chewing. they are delightful topped with butter, and syrup that also has butter added to it…

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