By the way I’m fine I promise, bad days are trivial.

And I got noticed I’m being sued again. It’s not related to my work this time and this is also an opportunist that has no case. Why are these lawyers taking illegal cases? I’m getting this motherfucker disbarred, this will never hold in court. Attack from every angle.

Yesterday I was just trying to pull out of a parking space and some asshole in a Tesla (it’s always the Teslas) was being very impatient for me to back out so he could park…and he keep creeping up and gave a little honk. I barely had enough space to back out but I know my car immaculately and quickly backed out within inches of his stupid car and he starts honking and pulled his phone out to take pictures. 😆 I didn’t hit his stupid car. I’m hotheaded and fed up so I pull out and let him pull in and impulsively jump out of my car and rush his door with my hands up yelling “WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO?” (don’t worry this was a wasp, I wasn’t going to get shot, I was having my Michael Douglas Falling Down moment. Now I was sweaty in my running clothes and I just picked up dinner. He started stuttering, staring at my tits and has the nerve to ask me my name. No hope.

GM My sleep was shit, the world is burning, and I guess I’m destined to grow old sitting on my porch looking at the ocean warning everyone to get off my lawn. How to avoid being cynical…

You guys are too fucking boring to trigger me I guess I’ll go to sleep frfr.

The feminine urge to just unleash the magical psychopath within. I started writing about my childhood trauma wanted to throw up. I am no victim and I don’t need to rehash it. GN Nostr

Dinner prep is a routine. It varies but today it was a stop at local farmer’s market. There is an outdoor farmer’s market setup in different parts of town almost every day of the week. I purchased ribeye and New York steaks, antibiotic free, grass-fed beef from Chris the local rancher and it’s easy to determine what’s fresh and in season in my area because I can just talk to the farmers. I wash and then put the asparagus and sage in water lest it wilts. The sourdough baguette is leftover but it’s also from a local baker. About Sage, this is something I’ve grown up around we have native white sage all around my area. I see it frequently both hiking and planted in gardens. White sage is the most medicinal but it’s a bit too astringent for cooking. Also never use tinctures or essential oils when it comes to sages they are toxic in that form. Fresh is best. The three types of sage are white which I just spoke of, black sage which is excellent in a foot soak to relieve pain in your entire body, and purple sage. Culinary sage which you see here is the third type of sage called purple sage even though this sample doesn’t look purple. All sages are useful and have roughly the same properties they are antiseptic, anti anxiety, and can also be used as a decongestant.

#runstr Earlier than usual one of the hottest days of the year in my parts. I usually wait for it to cool off. Sweating buckets like I’m in a sauna. LFG

GM In high school I used to do crazy things, reckless things…just to feel something. Maybe it’s because I had a traumatic beginning. I know I’m not the only one that has had very dramatic and traumatic experiences from a very young age (maybe I’ll get into that someday) but I know exactly no one that has had it quite like me. Then at a very young age (college age) I became very serious. Like way more than my peers. I got married very young (I met my husband at 19 years old) and built a very stable life. I became an executive (the youngest by far at my firm) and managed thousands of people and built the business I was working for before they were acquired by larger company and taken public. I was chosen by my company and relocated to Texas from California and given a blank check (by myself) to fill an office building with the infrastructure to run the entire business in that state. A 20 story office building where the top floor was my office and hired every employee by myself including the entire management team (I was in my early 20’s.) I never stopped to think this was unusual, I just kept going. Then at some point after being cheated on twice, I left everything. My house which by all accounts was a mansion full of fancy stuff, my life, with only a backpack. My husband was so controlling over me he never would have allowed me to leave. So I took the bare necessities in one backpack, drove to the airport, and bought a plane ticket in cash at the counter and flew back to my home in California where I piece by piece rebuilt my life from the ground up. That’s all for now. I’m not sure why I’m sharing this but you guys seem to like it when I share my candid truth. Let me know if you want to hear more.

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