Coffee Break in Current Events

I started working on my website. It’s so easy. Back in 2005, I had to use HTML. I feel like I’m back on OpenDiary making layouts for free. I don’t even remember what I called that page…Dear Diary Layouts! My personal blog was called Manorexic. Manorexia is what I used to call my dating disorder. That was also my MySpace username. I’m going to have a lot of fun working on this site. It’s already super cute. This project is going to be a little bigger than I expected because it is a learning curve but that’s okay. I got all weekend.

I did my usual Friday self-care routine. I’m fasting for a second day this week. Not in succession. I am not ready for a 48-hour fast. I have been working hard on detoxing my liver with fasting, detox baths, coffee enemas and castor oil packs and I am going to throw it all away and drink this weekend. Not a big deal. My mother invited me over for a bonfire tomorrow and we will be drinking. I drink when I visit my sister as well. I don’t know why I feel so guilty the next day. I feel like I cheated on something.

The other day I applied at a thrift store, at two locations. One of them already sent me a rejection e-mail. That is for the location in my area. The second one I have an old friend that works there and I asked her to put in a word for me. I didn’t receive a rejection e-mail yet so I am going to take that as permission to buy things I don’t need. I bought two shirts and a book, 1984. I’ll sue me later.

I tried the shirts on to make sure they fit. I’m just not one of those feral creatures that wear oversized clothes. I evolved since the 90s. When I was looking at myself in the mirror I was able to tell that I workout. That’s a little exciting. But my word I am so pale. I need to get tanning. My building has an outdoor pool, I’ll just side by the poolside and tan there. I can’t get my hair wet because… I’m a bleached blonde.

I also applied at the arts & crafts store I used to work at right before I got laid off because of covid. I hope I get a call. They have a 5 am start time which I am perfectly available for. That is perfect!

I noticed that there is a little restaurant in the little strip mall down my street. It’s literally right across from me. I will apply there too. It’s a health food restaurant. I at least want to look and see what it is all about. The hours of operation are weird though. I’ll ask if they are applying. They aren’t open in the evenings. It’s like 9-4.

I am making a pizza for dinner. Then I am going to head over to the other casino to drop off a ballot and scan my membership for a chance to win a prize. I am only bringing $20 to play this time. I’m still seeing 888 and other synchronicities everywhere. Dear Universe: What do you want from me huh!? What do you want from meeeeee? I’m going to come home disappointed.

I also made plans with Bev for next weekend. Her kids want to try my vegan lasagna. I call the recipe “Lasagna Abomination.” It’s Canada Day weekend also. I don’t know if I want to make plans or not. Flags and nations are false idols. I have a weird relationship with patriotism at the moment.

Anyway, my break from the website building is over. I got to go create a bunch of socials to support it. When I’m ready to launch it I won’t be sharing it publicly on here. Maybe if some ask for it, maybe. Prosebox will be for my personal bitching and moaning. The website will be blogging about the world inside and out. The goal is to start vlogging and/or do podcasts.