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My Life Thus Far
2009-02-16 08:30:58 (UTC)

Chronic Honesty

When I first started writing here about 55% of diaries
were public. I noticed tonight that only 39% are public
now. I wonder why? Not that it really matters, it's just
interesting. I like percentages. There are benefits to a
public diary. As open as it is, there is still a feeling
of relative anonymity (as long as people in your "real"
life don't get a hold of it). There are a few people in my
real life that know about my diary. But, since I
contracted chronic honesty about 5 years ago, it's fine. I
welcome feedback and I appreciate it when people take the
time to converse with me. Really, I do. So, thank you :)

There are 100 things I'd like to do, but I'm at a total
loss of energy. It's taking all I have to get up in the
morning and get going. Today as I brushed my hair I
noticed that you can see my scalp through my hair. You
have no idea how scary that is. I'm not an overly
narcissistic person, but I'm not comfortable about going
bald without a valid reason (i.e. chemotherapy. I'm
prepared for the possibility I might get cancer. It runs
in my family). Until those test results come back, there's
no valid reason for me to feel the way I feel. It's a
small thing that's messing with my life in a big way.

I might be getting a house guest soon. Rebecca (one of my
co-managers) is moving back to Chicago (where she's from)
and she's going to need a place to stay while her
furniture is getting shipped and she trains her
replacement (not me). The lease on her apartment is up in
a month. I asked Snookums if it would be okay for her to
stay here and the first thing he asked was "is she your
girlfriend"? That's probably when I should have mentioned
that I'd kissed Rebecca that one Friday night I went out,
but I forgot. I think it's pretty much a non-issue. It'll
be nice having someone around to talk to. Someone that
isn't trying to eat crayons or creating stinky diapers.
Ciao and goodnight.




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