The writer of this blog graduated with a non-pragmatic degree and promptly fell to pieces in an angry job market. She realised nobody cared to hire a Media Theorist. Hence she became a fountain of needlessly complicated sentences, not-impartial-at-all observations and narcissistic sketches all poorly knitted together as a desperate attempt to salvage broken dreams. It’s funny really.
Now older, she continues today to humbly insist that she really is just your average female specimen whilst secretly believing she may in fact be God.
Follow if you find this amusing. Or desperately sad.
Or are a publishing person/editor.
Especially that last one.
She is currently writing a book. It has magic and is allegorical about something
She is also a teacher.
TLDR: This blog is about the author’s life and musings therein with pictures.
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I won’t be enjoying Mother’s day celebrations until May. I will admit I am unabashedly a fan of the day. It is generally a day I get to spend time with some of my favorite people, doing things I generally like doing. Do I buy and receive flowers? Yes, but then I buy and receive flowers throughout the year (I’m generally buying the flowers for myself). In any case, cynical people will be cynical about anything. They can pick on Mother’s day if it makes them feel better, I’ll enjoy it. Thanks for a fun post!
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Well said unfathomably fantastic commenter!
And why shouldn’t you enjoy it! It’s a sweet, innocent little day with a hearty message for us all.
Glad you enjoyed the post ^.^ Thanks for a lovely comment!
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