Amazing how much one can get done when they’re not on the Internet at all. I think I need to give myself set hours…

I might be doing some winter biking with some friends tonight. Jesus, that’s exciting. (Hoping I don’t die.)

If I haul ass today, I should be able to make it to tonight’s Neighbourhood Safety Walk and still have time to cook and eat…

This hard chewing gum is great! I’m already used to chewing tough things, but in any case, it’s pleasantly stimulating activity.

This week will be the first Shabbat since the California fires started… My hometown was affected, but their fire was controlled quickly.

Fiancée: “My body is killing itself from the twerks…” Me: “You don’t need me to blow out your back. You did that yourself.”

Reading about the shift in food criticism from haute cuisine to more populist Bourdain-style “No Reservations”. Fascinating!

One of the government workers I ride the bus with started wearing heavy eyeliner because of me. She sat down right next to me just to show!

Going to clean like crazy when I get home today. Sighs. I wish I could relax…

Every winter morning, the sky is pink, lavender, and icy blue on one side, and goldenrod yellow on the other. The waters are frozen mirrors.

The kids these days will never know the joy of playing Chicken Invaders, Insaniquarium, or Digby’s Donuts. Too busy on TikTok and Roblox.

Can’t wait to use my new Bundt cake pan!

After gym, I’ll bake poppy seed bread and work on the red Walkman—so much music on it already. I’m thankful for that old man and his widow.

Eww, I really hate ITC Stone Informal. One of the ugliest serif typefaces I’ve ever seen.

I should’ve picked up some Jucy Lucy burgers on my way home from work last night… Damn…

The secretary from the neighbouring law firm noticed I was tired and offered me an energy drink. I love working here. 🎀

“I have had more than enough toilet talk in my professional career, than I ever thought I’d have! I’M AN ACCOUNTANT!” I love working here.

Conversation in the law firm today: “How does a girl miss the toilet?” “That takes some talent!” “You’d have to get on top of the tank—”

These are the days I wish I could go to seminary and take up a path of pastoral care. But still, I need to be thankful for the life I have.

I have to decide what to do with my life after reading『The Anxious Generation』. No, really. What do I want to do with my free time next?