Jodi (she/her) ⋅ 58 ⋅
All the entries in these journals depict reality, with the exception of the imaginary ones. The individuals mentioned in this journal are real, save for the fictional ones. The locations referenced in this journal are genuine, except for the made-up ones. The incidents recorded in this journal are factual, except for the fabricated ones.
Agnostic wanderer. Pro-choice advocate. Ally to the GLBT+ community. Passionate about writing, books, and languages. Obsessed with culinary experiments, fitness journeys, and aromatic experiences. VR & AI enthusiast.
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I’m completely baffled by these strange feelings I’ve been having. For the second day in a row, I weighed 157 lbs, and it feels like 156 is just around the corner for the first time since 2018. ...
The Benefits of Dropping Sugar in 2020s
I’ve now been stormed awake eight times this summer. That might not sound like much, but it’s different when you’re tired as hell. Last night, I surprisingly had more energy than I expected, but...
Damn ENT Group in 2020s
sighs Looks like I don’t have to worry about any appointments until December. As I expected, I found a voicemail saying they “just learned” that the ENT I was supposed to see won’t be in the off...
I Hate People! in 2020s
Fucking storms—again! As soon as my schedule flips, the storms that had been tapering off come right back. I got shorted an hour or two of sleep and now I have to cancel my Monday appointment wi...
Collard Greens in 2020s
Wow, collard greens are huge! I’ve heard they’re not very popular because of their slightly bitter, earthy taste, but do I like them? Absolutely! They remind me a bit of turnips. I can totally s...
I took my second trip to Florida to stay with my parents in late 1989, having first visited them in early 1988. The visit was as I expected—full of my mother’s demands and bossiness. Their home ...
Nostalgic Moments in 2020s
Last night, I felt a little down, like I sometimes do when I’m on nights. I got stuck in a nostalgic loop, thinking about my past. It was as though I was caught between the past and present—miss...
Stephan (Steve) was my most memorable neighbor of all in a good way. A 34-year-old Black man, he worked as an engineer at a nearby Air Force base. I would have married him, to his delight, if I ...
Andy and I often went to gay bars, but I didn’t care much for the people. Like in most bar scenes, many were into drugs and heavy drinking. A lot of them also felt phony and immature. The women,...
Unnecessary Complications in 2020s
Why must things be so complicated? With all the technology we have in the world today, you’d think things would be easier. I tried to schedule with Rhonda online but, as usual, there were proble...
Sunday Funday in 2020s
Thunder didn’t wake me up, but I didn’t sleep well, so I’m kind of tired today. First, I had a pretty cool dream. I found this really neat website that would duplicate whatever you felt at the ...
Calm and Cold in 2020s
I slept pretty well, and I know I had tons of dreams along the way, but I don’t remember them. This is probably the last day I’ll get decent sleep for a while since my schedule is pushing into p...
As I grew older, my frustration with people and many aspects of my country increased. I was tired of seeing money sent to other countries while people here struggled. I became fed up with conser...
In June 1987, I moved to Oswego Street, a far cry from Woodside Terrace, though it was just a few minutes away. This area was a rundown, predominantly Puerto Rican section of the city, with vaca...
Another pound bites the dust—I’m down to 157! I’ve hit this weight a few times since moving here, but only for brief moments. The last time I was 156 was in 2018. I talked to Kathy, who’s now l...
Six months after moving into my own place on Locust Street, one of the owners informed me about a fourth-floor apartment available around the corner of the building that faced Woodside Terrace. ...
Suffocated in 2020s
I’m not sure what happened earlier. All I know is that I woke up to pee after 6 hours of sleep and then got back into bed. I lay there for a while and eventually dozed off. Not long after that, ...
A couple of months after I got home and was about 19, I got a job at a concession stand in a movie theater at the mall. It was a total bore, and a very difficult job for me because I was never g...
Black or White in 2020s
Why are people so extreme? Either they never stop talking, or they don’t say a word to you. We went down to the pool, and there was this one guy who wouldn’t stop talking. The pool was just as c...
When I returned home after graduating from Valleyhead, I wasn’t thrilled to face the double whammy of living with both Mom and Tammy. It was horrible—absolutely miserable. Between the two of the...
Storm & Fatigue in 2020s
Surprisingly, we had a big storm yesterday. I was SO damn glad I was awake! I would have been woken up by several loud bangs of thunder and left exhausted. However, I’m pretty damn tired today a...
Saw something weird across the street today. Some woman was taking pictures around the honker’s place—she took pictures on both sides of the house, near the door. Then I saw her pulling weeds up...
Warning! This part is pretty dark and heavy. Read at your own risk! What I hated most about Valleyhead was its overly structured and hectic routine and the fact that you had no space or privacy...
I’m looking forward to trying the AI they’re going to add to Alexa once it’s available. Today, we’re going to remove the ugly black MLV from the exterior wall in the bedroom. Soundproofing is p...
In late August, Dotty, a couple of people from DSS, and I all piled into a van together. Dotty told me we were going to get carpet for my so-called new rooms in the new house we were supposed to...
