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FISHY

NOT AN ACCIDENT

SOMEONE PLANNED THIS

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Well, I wasn’t selected for either of the two jobs I applied for in Iraq. I did see it coming entirely, as I didn’t even hit their minimum requirements of three years of international experience.

But I still was amping myself up for it. Expecting it, to an extent. Quite stupid, I know.

All hope is not lost, though--I’m sure I can find SOMETHING there (knock on wood). Even if it’s a super menial thing, there has to be something.

It’s still a bummer, though. I really wanted one of those two positions. Oh well. Time to really (and more realistically) search for work there.

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i’m all for language evolving and everything, but i would literally die in defense of the Oxford comma.

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I never liked talking about things – the real things, I mean. I used to, but that was only with specific people, and only if I thought things could be better as a result of the talking. But I don’t feel that way anymore. I don’t want to talk about anything, with anyone, even if it might make it better. It helps that nobody tries. Ah, the benefits of seeming emotionally disconnected. Don’t let the real stuff show and nobody will think it exists. But life can be difficult, even for those who bury it. In fits and jolts, it can be a real burden. These last three-plus years have had some deep, scraping lows.

By the way, don’t anybody send me any messages because of this. I’m not poking around for counsel and I’m not interested in whack-a-mole compassion. This is the closest thing to a journal I have, these occasional, stupid text posts sandwiched between mindless reblogs. That’s all.

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and they were roommates

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I should have brought more Hot Cheetos 😓

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Yesterday was my first time back at the gym in like two or three months. And I specifically took it easy! I didn't do everything I'd normally do so I could warm back into things and avoid the dreaded t-rex arms. But of course it didn't work. Just woke up and I can't extend either of my arms out. Feels like someone has put corkscrews on the inside part of each of my elbows.

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Hello, Friends. I went to see LA LA LAND yesterday for the first time, and it turned out to be one of the best movies I have ever seen, such a Beautiful film! So I just had to make a little fan art. Made whilst listening to the most beautiful soundtrack ever created. :)

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Is this the start of something wonderful and new?

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THAT IS A $200 PLASMA SCREEN TV YOU JUST KILLED!

GOOD LUCK PAYING ME BACK ON YOUR $0 A YEAR SALARY PLUS BENEFITS, BABE!

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I just wanted to get some folks together to pay a tribute to somebody who’s, not only been by my side for the duration of this amazing journey, but somebody who has devoted his entire professional life to service this country. The best Vice President America has ever had, Mr. Joe Biden.

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“Here’s to the fools who dream, crazy as they may seem, here’s to the hearts that break, here’s to the mess we make.”

-La La Land

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I HAD MANY DREAMS LAST NIGHT BUT HERE IS THE BEST ONE:

I was back home (and I guess back in the past, too?) starting a new semester of college. I’m sitting in front waiting for the class to start and BOOM. In walks Lily Collins. She sits next to me and we chat the whole class (I forget the content but it was GOOD and WITTY and also in class we were doing some sort of group activity so it was okay to talk damn get off my back) and then when we walk out, I'm nervous because I still want to talk with her so I start to ask her some stupid question about class. But as I’m asking that, she asks if I want to get some coffee. (Then, yes, it got a little weird because we went to her car, which was parallel parked, and she pulled out this giant remote-controlled thing from the trunk and used it to pull her car out of the space, and then I picked up the thing to show off that I COULD pick up the thing, but at least when I put it away the dream went back to wow-this-could-be-real.) We spent the rest of the dream just chatting and we drove around and got coffee and it was nice.

Anyway, all that matters is that my dreams finally didn’t cockblock me. I can’t tell you how many times my stupid brain has pulled the rug out from under me while dreaming. My 2016 brain would have had her just walk a different direction after class. 2015 brain wouldn’t have had her sit next to me at ALL. If this was 2014, I’m pretty sure the room would have been filled with some sort of acid and she'd be watching from a safe platform above and laughing and texting Emma Watson about how LAME I am as I scream and die a slow death.

But no. This year, it’s different. 2017 is gonna be a GOOD. It’s gonna be LIT. It’s gonna be WHATEVER KIDS SAY THESE DAYS TO INDICATE SOMETHING WILL BE REALLY NICE.