Jodi (she/her) ⋅ 59 ⋅
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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Overwhelmed in 2020s
Looking back on all my years dealing with doctors, so many of them have been utterly worthless in helping me. Rhonda is a classic reminder of this. I sent her a message last night asking if she ...
Recovering in 2020s
Lying in bed, I’m starting this entry on my phone. I may or may not get it posted today, but I’ll work on talk-typing it little by little. I have a lot of writing to catch up on! No more methy...
Just an initial update that I started yesterday but was too out of it to share. There’s more to come but I may not get to it today. It’s been a scary and frustrating last couple of days. I was...
Goodbye Florida? in 2020s
I’m going to work on this entry little by little because I’m just not feeling well. I still don’t know if I have COVID, a cold, or if my allergies and asthma have simply gone haywire. I still fe...
More Than No Big Deal in 2020s
Thought I’d get some writing started as I lay in bed feeling shitty. I’m not just tired, but I feel like I either have severe allergies, a minor cold, or something worse. I hope it’s not COVID! ...
Hurricane Helene has turned out to be no big deal even though they sent us evacuation notices. Doesn’t look like anyone else has evacuated either. We’ve got winds of about 45 miles an hour but h...
Wind and Rain in 2020s
Hurricane Helene is going to miss us, but it’s going to dump a lot of wind and rain on us. We could get up to around 50 miles per hour winds. The shitty part is that while hurricanes rarely prod...
Hurricane Helene in 2020s
Just a heads-up: Hurricane Helene is heading our way, so don’t panic if I’m quiet for a day or two. We’re on the edge of the cone, and while evacuations are possible, we’re staying put. Power ou...
Another Power Failure in 2020s
A transformer blew somewhere in the neighborhood, so I guess I might as well take my iPhone and start tomorrow’s journal entry. I heard a slight bang right before the power cut out roughly an ho...
The fact that a guy named Steven sold our house for a surprising $83,500—just shy of our asking price of $85,000—only two weeks after it hit the market raised a red flag in my mind and sent my b...
Feeling Down and Fatigued in 2020s
I’ve been feeling a little down the last few days, but we think we know why. Yeah, I’m feeling kind of overwhelmed in general. There are a few reasons, and they’re kind of intertwined. My gluc...
105, Not Good in 2020s
My glucose was 105 when I got up. Still pre-diabetic. I was hoping by now it’d be 95 or lower. I was looking at the weather for the next week, and I’m just like, why? Just why? Every fucking ti...
Garden Nut Update in 2020s
It’s a good thing I didn’t have breathing issues in my sleep because I completely forgot to put in the nasal dilator last night. Today, I’m definitely feeling more energized, and I’m hoping to ...
As much as I cherished my husband, it became evident that we were not entirely compatible in the bedroom. This realization weighed heavily on me, along with the fear of infertility. The thought ...
By April 1993, after ten months at Vista Ventana, I had enough of the rude residents and management. It was time to move on. I did most of my moving late at night, always making sure to casually...
Aging Worries, Neighborhood Gossip, Amazon Shopping in 2020s
I need to clear my mind of the negative thoughts swirling around in it. Tom is napping—he’s always tired on donation days. Yesterday, I cried more than I had in months. I was suddenly overwhelm...
Another tired day, even though nothing woke me up. Tom reminded me about how sleep debt works, but I’m starting to worry that the burst of energy I had was just a fluke designed to tease me. I w...
Stacey was my biggest problem at the first complex I lived in during my time in Arizona, along with twenty-six-year-old Andrea (Andi), the woman living next to me in Andy’s building. Through And...
Sleep Spell in 2020s
Because I can’t allow comments from friends only as I’d prefer, I’m not going to allow comments on some of my entries/books. Besides, I don’t want unsolicited advice or spammers coming at me. Al...
A1C Predictions and Plans in 2020s
My nose didn’t wake me up last night, but after taking Zyrtec before bed, I woke up feeling groggy. I’ve been tired all day. Like I told Tom, I really hope it’s just the Zyrtec and that the ener...
My nine-year-old niece, Lisa, took my departure from New England hard. We had grown so close. I never saw Barbara again. She was never around the few times I went back to the apartment with Dad...
Ready to Smash My Nose Off My Face! in 2020s
Did some voice tweets since it’s been a while and I still have an iPhone. Unfortunately, the option is not available for Androids. There was talk about it a while ago, but of course, Elon Musk h...
Glaucoma Appointment in 2020s
I can barely see the screen as I write about my good, but surprising appointment with the glaucoma doctor. The dilation drops from my eye exam haven’t worn off yet, and everything is so bright. ...
The Norwich Housing Authority (NHA) projects were arranged around a square courtyard, with four strips of apartments on each side. The courtyard doubled as a parking lot and a playground for the...
One night in 1991, bored out of my mind, I stumbled upon a fascinating service where I could leave voicemails. I started having fun, leaving edited messages from one machine on others, sharing o...
