Jodi (she/her) ⋅ 58 ⋅

All the entries in these journals depict reality, with the exception of the imaginary ones. The individuals mentioned in this journal are real, save for the fictional ones. The locations referenced in this journal are genuine, except for the made-up ones. The incidents recorded in this journal are factual, except for the fabricated ones.

Agnostic wanderer. Pro-choice advocate. Ally to the GLBT+ community. Passionate about writing, books, and languages. Obsessed with culinary experiments, fitness journeys, and aromatic experiences. VR & AI enthusiast.

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September 23, 2024

Bio - 24 in My Bio

The fact that a guy named Steven sold our house for a surprising $83,500—just shy of our asking price of $85,000—only two weeks after it hit the market raised a red flag in my mind and sent my b...


September 23, 2024

Feeling Down and Fatigued in 2020s

I’ve been feeling a little down the last few days, but we think we know why. Yeah, I’m feeling kind of overwhelmed in general. There are a few reasons, and they’re kind of intertwined. My gluc...


September 22, 2024

105, Not Good in 2020s

My glucose was 105 when I got up. Still pre-diabetic. I was hoping by now it’d be 95 or lower. I was looking at the weather for the next week, and I’m just like, why? Just why? Every fucking ti...


September 21, 2024

Garden Nut Update in 2020s

It’s a good thing I didn’t have breathing issues in my sleep because I completely forgot to put in the nasal dilator last night. Today, I’m definitely feeling more energized, and I’m hoping to ...


September 21, 2024

Bio - 23 in My Bio

As much as I cherished my husband, it became evident that we were not entirely compatible in the bedroom. This realization weighed heavily on me, along with the fear of infertility. The thought ...


September 20, 2024

Bio - 22 in My Bio

By April 1993, after ten months at Vista Ventana, I had enough of the rude residents and management. It was time to move on. I did most of my moving late at night, always making sure to casually...


I need to clear my mind of the negative thoughts swirling around in it. Tom is napping—he’s always tired on donation days. Yesterday, I cried more than I had in months. I was suddenly overwhelm...


September 20, 2024

Tired in 2020s

Another tired day, even though nothing woke me up. Tom reminded me about how sleep debt works, but I’m starting to worry that the burst of energy I had was just a fluke designed to tease me. I w...


September 20, 2024

Bio - 21 in My Bio

Stacey was my biggest problem at the first complex I lived in during my time in Arizona, along with twenty-six-year-old Andrea (Andi), the woman living next to me in Andy’s building. Through And...


September 19, 2024

Sleep Spell in 2020s

Because I can’t allow comments from friends only as I’d prefer, I’m not going to allow comments on some of my entries/books. Besides, I don’t want unsolicited advice or spammers coming at me. Al...


September 18, 2024

A1C Predictions and Plans in 2020s

My nose didn’t wake me up last night, but after taking Zyrtec before bed, I woke up feeling groggy. I’ve been tired all day. Like I told Tom, I really hope it’s just the Zyrtec and that the ener...


September 17, 2024

Bio - 20 in My Bio

My nine-year-old niece, Lisa, took my departure from New England hard. We had grown so close. I never saw Barbara again. She was never around the few times I went back to the apartment with Dad...


Did some voice tweets since it’s been a while and I still have an iPhone. Unfortunately, the option is not available for Androids. There was talk about it a while ago, but of course, Elon Musk h...


September 16, 2024

Glaucoma Appointment in 2020s

I can barely see the screen as I write about my good, but surprising appointment with the glaucoma doctor. The dilation drops from my eye exam haven’t worn off yet, and everything is so bright. ...


September 16, 2024

Bio - 19 in My Bio

The Norwich Housing Authority (NHA) projects were arranged around a square courtyard, with four strips of apartments on each side. The courtyard doubled as a parking lot and a playground for the...


September 15, 2024

Bio - 18 in My Bio

One night in 1991, bored out of my mind, I stumbled upon a fascinating service where I could leave voicemails. I started having fun, leaving edited messages from one machine on others, sharing o...


September 15, 2024

Baffled in 2020s

I’m completely baffled by these strange feelings I’ve been having. For the second day in a row, I weighed 157 lbs, and it feels like 156 is just around the corner for the first time since 2018. ...


September 14, 2024

The Benefits of Dropping Sugar in 2020s

I’ve now been stormed awake eight times this summer. That might not sound like much, but it’s different when you’re tired as hell. Last night, I surprisingly had more energy than I expected, but...


September 13, 2024

Damn ENT Group in 2020s

sighs Looks like I don’t have to worry about any appointments until December. As I expected, I found a voicemail saying they “just learned” that the ENT I was supposed to see won’t be in the off...


September 12, 2024

I Hate People! in 2020s

Fucking storms—again! As soon as my schedule flips, the storms that had been tapering off come right back. I got shorted an hour or two of sleep and now I have to cancel my Monday appointment wi...


September 12, 2024

Collard Greens in 2020s

Wow, collard greens are huge! I’ve heard they’re not very popular because of their slightly bitter, earthy taste, but do I like them? Absolutely! They remind me a bit of turnips. I can totally s...


September 11, 2024

Bio - 17 in My Bio

I took my second trip to Florida to stay with my parents in late 1989, having first visited them in early 1988. The visit was as I expected—full of my mother’s demands and bossiness. Their home ...


September 10, 2024

Nostalgic Moments in 2020s

Last night, I felt a little down, like I sometimes do when I’m on nights. I got stuck in a nostalgic loop, thinking about my past. It was as though I was caught between the past and present—miss...


September 10, 2024

Bio - 16 in My Bio

Stephan (Steve) was my most memorable neighbor of all in a good way. A 34-year-old Black man, he worked as an engineer at a nearby Air Force base. I would have married him, to his delight, if I ...


September 09, 2024

Bio - 15 in My Bio

Andy and I often went to gay bars, but I didn’t care much for the people. Like in most bar scenes, many were into drugs and heavy drinking. A lot of them also felt phony and immature. The women,...


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