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The Shittingtons, and other inside jokes.

Restaurant cooking has essentially ruined me as a human being. I lack diplomacy in conflict situations and choose, instead, to resolve them with a mixture of incredulity and ham-fisted shaming. “Shame is the only effective teaching tool,” is a mantra I repeat to myself only half-jokingly. A day shorter than ten hours feels unproductive. Pantry… Continue reading The Shittingtons, and other inside jokes.

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Boredom

I’m so fucking bored. The kind of bored that makes me irritable and angry, not listless and still. The kind of bored I feel behind my eyes, a vitriolic little headache that demands I do something about it. The weight is slowly piling back on despite attending the gym and dog walks and working on… Continue reading Boredom