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Table at Fuzzy’s Taco (where we ate for dinner).
Alright, I got my weekly response AND the movie response written and submitted for my Storytelling class. Thank goodness THAT is done. And I don’t have to ever watch The Piano again ever. Seriously, can I please not have a show or movie in which women are victimized and it’s normalized? That would be great, thanks. I’m more than a little burnt out on that right now. I managed to tamper down my rage long enough to write an acceptable paper about The Piano for class, but seriously, I feel like I’m a raging inferno over this. I swear, I have been burning over this stuff for months now, and it’s just exhausting. I am in dire need of a blanket fort and zero adult responsibilities for at least 48 hours. Just me, my coloring books, journals, stuffed animals, and blankets for a solid 48 hours. Sounds like heaven to me.
Just gotta keep my eye on the prize. I’m ready for a change of scenery in the career field.
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