For once, I got to open on a Monday. That should've clued me in on the weirdness that would happen.
When the book was being written in the late 1990s, stalking laws all over the country were being overhauled or just implemented to make it a much harsher crime on the books. The book's a time-capsule in one sense, showing the early days of recognizing an old nuisance for the possibly dangerous crime it is.
Considering how lengthy the list will become, it made sense to post a general page with links to the previous blog posts every "quarter mile." I chose 25 because it seemed like a good place to start (and admittedly, I'm still working on #26, so there). So, to recap, here's the 1st 25 questions I … Continue reading My 1st 25 questions: the ponder-able & crazy, silly & serious that made the band.
See previous post for more context...and rationalization. Well, I made it home safe, sound, and with more energy than I would've expected after being awake for 34 hours (from 7 am Monday to 5 pm Tuesday). I did, however, learn a few things from those websites that I wouldn't mind passing along. And yes, I … Continue reading Epilogue to “A 30-hour workday: or, I’m an Idiot.”
Well, yesterday's musing post made me dive into this question a bit deeper. I'm really wanting to find my niche, and I love volunteering for things I'm interested in and believe in. As a docent/tour guide at my volunteering stint, I wish I could do it all the time. The people who come in to … Continue reading #021–How do you find a non-profit to work for (& be paid for it)?
In the past few months that I've had The Chatty Introvert site (and thanks for your attention so far, dear readers), one issue I've been able to partly avoid is my very personal fight with my weight and health. Granted, because of some cyberstalking and other circumstances, I have avoided most personal stories (unless I … Continue reading Self-Defense & Fitness for Dummies (or maybe it’s just me…)
The past few months online have been a revelation for me as a woman, because I've seen honest dialogue about women's issues begin and squeamishness start to pass. Guess it's time to throw my hat in the ring and go searching for the answers I need from women who work and live and think differently.
I woke up this morning with the sudden, harsh realization that I hadn’t been on a date in almost nine years.