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WAIT a lot of you weren’t here for the original top secret dog sitting, so the story on that:

Back around Christmas my manager’s kennel was overbooked, so he needed someone to take care of his dogs. I’m a good kid, I wasn’t going anywhere for the holidays, he asked me. All was well.
EXCEPT. One of the higher bosses heard, and while she didn’t say it couldn’t happen, she said no one should know, with the implication that it’s ~impure fraternization~ because he’s a dude and I’m a girl. WHICH IS HILARIOUS BECAUSE IGNORING THE FACT THAT I AM A GIANT LESBIAN, dog sitting means he’s *not even there*

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I still feel so much love for absolutely everything

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I’d say work will be fun but really I give it one customer before grumpiness sets in

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Man the real reason I should switch to a smartphone is I rarely remember to check my phone, as most people I care about communicate with me via fb messenger. My iPod works GREAT as a cheap alternative to a smartphone, there is always free wifi to be found in the city. BUT THAT DOESN’T HELP ME NOT MISS CALLS FROM MY BOSS

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Posting just to make it official to myself– I’ve started c25k. I’ve been wanting to for awhile, because I do like exercise and can’t afford a gym membership right now, but I get really self-conscious about exercising in public (not that my school gym wasn’t public, but I worked myself up to using it and not caring, and running on the sidewalk around my neighborhood feels much more exposed) but!! today I made myself do it!! And it feels good and I’m gonna make myself keep at it. 

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Something that frustrates me a lot at the moment is that I can tell my writing has been improving, I can see how I’ve started figuring out certain aspects of story and language, and I’m so much better than I have been at any point in my life, but I haven’t been able to make anything work in original fiction in ages. Every time I try it feels so dry and contrite, and I hate it because I CAN write better now, but even with shitty writing my old original stuff has something that shines and I can’t seem to recapture that? Even if I just try to rewrite or just straight edit up old stuff. And its especially infuriating because I feel like I should be writing SO MUCH right now, I have a shitty part time job and lots of time. I have no excuse to not be writing.