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Yay, snow!
I must be one of the few people left who actually enjoys snow. Just about every last person I run into is straight-up bitching left and right about it. I get it, but my perspective is entirely ...
No Pride.
I wonder if it's because of my desire to be "that person" for people. Or maybe feeling like I'm such an undesirable person to begin with that if I have any flaws, any mistakes, anything someone ...
Momentum.
I was talking to Erik recently about my depression. He said one thing he used to do was remind himself in the morning that not being happy does not mean being depressed. For now, the wave of da...
Identity.
If I have any sense of identity, it's one of an outcast, one rejected, one alone. Not normal, not understood. I have always felt this way. Always. And that is why I yearn for brief moments of gen...
The Final Countdown.
Somehow seems more real than a simple screenshot. 4594 entries. 43561 notes. Gone. All gone. Perhaps there is no solid ground to fall back on, only things that stay with us for a time, only...
Snow Day.
I love cuddling. All those years I spent feeling like something was missing in my life, maybe, just maybe, I needed cuddles. Ha ha, good thing I wasn't into vodka then, even if I used to keep v...
My Internet Best Friend.
I find it fascinating what a small community this is. Despite the fact that there are still plenty of people I don't know, and I would assume don't know me either, there's still this common heri...
Okay.
Speaking of vodka, I made it a week without drinking for the first time in.. well, frankly, I can't remember. Two things have made the difference. One, marking on my calendar when I'm drinking...
Farewell, Bang Bang Bruce.
It's like learning a dying family member is about to pass away, and trying only to remember the good times. I actually tried to write this on OD, but predictably, the site timed out. So, much l...
Keep running.
Hung out with Caty tonight. I wasn't even nervous, it was more morbid curiosity how hanging out with her would go. I met her through Elissa, which means, if these hang-outs continue, I will hav...
Pictorial Extras.
So in the process of organizing my yearly pictorial, I had a fuck-ton of pictures that were up for consideration, but did not make the final cut. And the vast majority of these I've never posted...
TimmyYear In Review 2013.
January 2, 2013 Kira and T`Pol on my lap. January 23, 2013 February 4, 2013 First days in our new apartment. February 11, 2013 February 20, 2013 March 1, 2013 ...
I feel pretty.
Content.
Today was.. content. Yesterday was one long panic attack culminating with a midterm. I mean, sure, I could have just studied for the damn thing, but I couldn't. I tried. I tried for three da...
My little stroll to Mordor.
It's like all the volume is turned down. I used to be able to walk into a crowded room and sense everything, feel everything. Let my ears reach out and hear each individual part of a conversati...
Ninja Vegetables.
I woke up kind of groggy this morning. 8:30? Seemed reasonable time to get up, given that I went to bed around 1 AM. My bad. The cats were stirring, though I'm good at ignoring them. Except ...
Our Story So Far.
For a dozen years, I have been Timmy™ on Open Diary. (Okay, nevermind that phase where I kept changing my name to dick with everyone.) It was home. But much like an old friend, it feels like o...
Book Description
Public entries which I hope are on par with Classic Timmy™.
