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Issue #33 The Gratitudes 1 - 25
April 1, 2018
I was cleaning out my /lisa/Documents folder the other day and I found a folder called Practical Bliss. Practical Bliss was an idea I came up with a few...
Issue #32 Shake It Like You Own It
March 20, 2018
True to my word, on February 10, 2018 I started the "lifestyle change" TEH and I put together and I have stayed with it. Cue applause and give me my g-d gold...
Issue #31.5 Spotify playlist
February 10, 2018
In my rush to get the newsletter out, I forgot to add a link to the Spotify playlist. Lots of new music, enjoy!
Issue #31 Sneak vs Snuck
February 10, 2018
For months now, I loathe to say years because that is far too depressing, I've been on the peripheral of getting a job. Always a bride's maid, never a bride....
Interlude #1
January 22, 2018
In my last therapy session, my mother's attempted (twice) suicide was the topic du jour. I startled myself with this admission made within the first five...
Issue #30 A Year In A Life
January 6, 2018
A recent trend on social media is to name one (or two or three) things you're proud of for the year as a way to offset the hot garbage that is 2017. I've...
Issue #29 You're tearing me apart, Lisa!
December 3, 2017
I miss being manic.There, I've said it. The elephant in the room that lives in my head and has been braying inside my brain for the last few weeks.I don't...
Issue #28 A Reader's Favorite
November 10, 2017
Louisville is finally in a cold snap and I'm now kicking leaves when I walk the dog which gives me some joy. I try to not think that I've seen 45 Novembers...
Issue #27 romanticism is my jesus
October 26, 2017
TEH is subscribed here but reads at his own leisure. He's not sure why he's subscribed other I thought it was important for him to know what's going on in my...
Issue #26 Sunday, Funday
October 21, 2017
Last night I dreamt I went back to my last library job and begged for forgiveness and thus for my job. In my dream, I found myself wandering around, up and...
Issue #25 Harvest Moon
October 8, 2017
re: Job HuntSince we last spoke, I was in talks with the PI firm and a bookstore for possible interviews and those interviews have come and gone. The PI firm...
Issue #24 The Find A Job Issue
September 30, 2017
After a long, cool, temperature wise, summer in Northern Michigan, we're back in Louisville for the winter. I sound so posh, don't I? "We have a place in...
Issue #23 Ordering vegetables at a restaurant makes me sad
July 4, 2017
I've been obsessing over a girl and not in the "wow, I want to fuck her" sense but in an "wow, I want to be her and have her life" sense. I want to tell you...
Issue #22 hot as hades
May 18, 2017
I was right—having a newsletter (specifically on TinyLetter) is gaining new readers as opposed to the supposed staleness of my blog. Hi, new readers! Also,...
Issue #21 Don't Look Back in Anger
May 4, 2017
TEH is making dinner (cheeseburgers and pan fried potatoes) and I find myself as antsy now as I have been all day. There are small chores to be done...
Issue #20 Kneeled in Prayer
April 30, 2017
The aftermath of mother's death is taking an interesting turn—I feel nothing. Benumbed, insensible, unfeeling, dead, deadened, insensitive, without feeling,...
Issue #19 Elegies
April 27, 2017
Mumsy died on April 18, 2017.Everyone that knew about her death kept asking if I was okay. The best I could put was that I was numb. I had spent my adult...
Issue #18 Let Them Eat Cake
April 17, 2017
Across the Ohio River, in the hamlet of New Albany, IN, lies a bakery that sells, fairly inexpensively, cake in a cup. One plastic quart container of cake...
Issue #17 Food Delivery
April 14, 2017
“What will move me beyond this state of anesthesia?” - Siddhartha MukherjeeI dreamt I was killing my dog.Every day, Thursday takes 150mg of Trazodone for her...
Issue #16 The Enormity of It All
April 4, 2017
Recently I was at Kroger finishing the last of our errands when I came across a strapping young lad wiping down the dust from the top shelves. He walked,...
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