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42 Weeks, 3 Days: Halloween Cover and Others – Complaining, is What I Do Best – NFL in Español Almost Playoffs
42 Weeks, 3 Days. I just paid a little over $300 on student loans… Fuck me. That’s so much money… for me. And I have to pay rent soon. And the phone. And the internet. And my parking lot. And the car insurance. My car barely has gas in it. And it still has that…
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42 Weeks, 2 Days: Eternal Sunshine the Toxicity – Frank West Halloween and Day of the Dead – Guest Room and Studio and Work
42 Weeks, 2 Days. I’ve been busy. Or so I tell myself. And that’s why I didn’t blog last week or did my NFL summary in Spanish, but I’m not sure what I’ve been doing. Just feels like I’ve been busy. So much happens in two weeks. Halloween. My aunt’s visit. A lot of work.…
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40 Weeks, 3 Days: Beer Cover! – Great Stories to Tell, Yet Can’t Tell Them – NFL in Español #8 (yeahhh more of that)
40 Weeks, 3 Days. It’s going to be a year soon. It is still the weirdest thing ever… I told my therapist about it. How it is still difficult to say it out loud. My mom died. It’s still difficult to type without choking up, but I’m getting better. And it’s very difficult to tell…
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39 Weeks, 3 Days: Skipped Last Week Cuz Busy, Welcoming Travelers Again – 1st Year Without Mom Almost Done, Keep Moving On – NFL Fantasy en Español (Semana 6 y 7)
39 Weeks, 3 Days. I skipped last week. The blog and the NFL fantasy summary (like anyone cares except my fantasy group). Pablo, a friend from childhood, wrote the review and did a pretty good job about it. I lost my match. I lost my bet. This week. Some of the same… but not as…
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37 Weeks, 3 Days: Writers Gamble, Right? – Uneasy Days and Most Important Day Tomorrow – More NFL in Spanish, Get Used to It
37 Weeks, 3 Days. I’ve been having really weird days since last week… Nothing exciting. Nothing really that odd. I just don’t feel like myself and then suddenly the day disappears. My schedule got all fucky for working late at night and waking up late in the morning. I rarely realize what day it is…
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36 Weeks, 3 Days: October is here: Christmas Decisions to Make it Less Shitty – Comedy Stand-Up Cover – NFL In Spanish Week 4 and A Lot of Word Vomit
36 Weeks, 3 Days. Like I mentioned before, I actually lost count. I just know by looking back at the blog that it’s been in fact 36 weeks, 3 days. It’s a weird feeling because it feels long ago but at the same time very recent. Long ago, because I am already sort of used…
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35 Weeks, 3 Days: THANKS to My First Two Patreon Contributors – More Cover Pictures – NFL Fantasy Week #3
35 Weeks, 3 Days. Another cover last week, another cover tomorrow, another cover the week after. Then probably an illustration. And after that, probably another cover. Thus my life continues taking pictures of covers for an alt-weekly in the year 2019. Here’s the latest: It was a great shoot…!! And a great night! Got free…
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34 Weeks, 3 Days: Published TJ Tour Guide Stories Book Here – Support me on Patreon (Hah) – NFL in Spanish Semana #2
34 Weeks, 3 Days. I miss a good home-cooked meal. My diet is composed of tacos, burgers (no more please), pizza, burritos, more tacos, different types of tacos, sometimes chicken wings, and beer. I also consume garbage Oxxo food from time to time. Their shitty sandwiches and whatnot. I like good sandwiches. There are no…
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33 Weeks, 3 Days: Slow Down September – NFL Fantasía BEGINS – Conclusions of Spending Some Sober Time
33 Weeks, 3 Days. I’ve been getting some anxiety when I go out to my favorite places in town… I’m afraid I’m going to bump into her and all the depression and feelings will come out. After all, my favorite bar is one of her favorite bars. But at least is slow down September. Not…
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32 Weeks, 5 Days: It Got Worse, But I am Better – Dwelling on the Past and Moving On – Slow Down September, Plus NFL and more Work!
32 Weeks, 5 Days. Welp. That was short-lived. And painful. It still sucks to wake up. It’s the worst part of the day. I just yell at my cats and they don’t come. So I just stay there feeling like shit. Today… I woke up to a message from my ex. My tiny ex from…
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32 Weeks, 3 Days: No More Burgers Please – Weekend Depression, Anger, and Frustration – Scum of the Earth
32 Weeks, 3 Days. August went fast. The year sort of stretches and collapses. Sometimes it’s really slow. Sometimes it’s really fast. Erase whiteboard. Throw up the new schedule. September looks busy. And when it’s slow, it can get really slow. And when it’s sad it can get really sad. And when it’s mad, it…
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31 Weeks, 2 Days: “The Achiever” according to Enneagram – NFL Fantasy Has Begun – Still Alive… I Guess
31 Weeks, 2 Days. I just scheduled two payments on my student loans from North Dakota. Yes. My student loans come from North Dakota for some shitty reason. I still owe $5,500+ and I’m paying $105 per month. Which… really hurts. My other student loans are bothering me as well. I ignore it. I don’t…
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30 Weeks, 1 Day: Food Makes Me Happy – Any Minor Failure Makes Me Wanna Die – Gaming with the Nephew
30 Weeks, 1 Day. There’s a chair sitting next to a table that belonged to my grandma and the table was supposedly my grandpa’s who I barely met. On that table, I have some of my mom’s ashes inside and urn that was my grandma’s surrounded by several of her turtles with two big paintings…
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29 Weeks, 2 Days: Great Days / Bad Days – Work, Errands, Broke, Book, Work – Business Cards Photography
29 Weeks, 2 Days. Honestly, I lost count. Which seems like progress. I have to look at my previous blog to remember how long ago it was. Weird that it’s also the count of how old is my baby niece. I saw her yesterday. My niece and nephew are cool. I shall try to be…
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28 Weeks, 3 Days: The Daily Battle – Waking Up Sucks – Typing Away in a Bar
28 Weeks, 3 Days. I haven’t been having the best of days. Waking up is the worst part of my day. I just feel heavy with no motivation to even get out of bed. And I still fight through it. Make some coffee. Drink a lot of coffee. Work out a bit. Have breakfast. Shower.…
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27 Weeks, 6 Days: Limping Cuz of Bowling – Rumble Fest Gig Job Thing – The Fanciest of Chocolates
27 Weeks, 6 Days. I’m limping. I fell while bowling my 6th game and landed on my right knee and stubbed my big toe. They are both swollen. I’m also sore from bowling that much. So I’m walking like an old man. It sucks. At least I scored a 169 in one of those. My…
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27 Weeks, 3 Days: Drinking El Segundo – Jamming with Hudson – Driving Donatella Far
27 Weeks, 3 Days. More than half a year. It still feels so weird. It still feels like I’m going to see her on some holiday break. It still makes me cry when I realize I’m not going too. I didn’t do much yesterday. I’m not doing much today. I don’t like it when I…
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26 Weeks, 5 Days: Bracketed and Blended Photography – Starting to Shoot for Getty (iStock)- LA Weekend Coming Up
26 weeks, 5 days. Boy! Is hot out. It feels like I’ve been working non-stop. Last time I posted was my last break. I slept all of that Saturday. It felt like a waste of a day. But I rested. Sunday I went to Valle de Guadalupe to get some fancy dining on at Deckman’s…
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26 Weeks, 0 Days: Food Photography for FEAST (and more) – Trade Business – Keeping Busy is Best
26 Weeks, 0 Days. I’ve been feeling better. Even my therapist says it sounded like I’ve been better. Therapy is good. Even though it’s only once every two weeks for just a short period of time and it still feels like I’m just paying someone to hear my awesome stories (hah, yeah right). It helps…
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25 Weeks, 2 Days: Turtle for Mom, Ceremonial Ash Tattoo – Pride and Time – More Photo Work Please
25 Weeks, 2 Days. Many times, I start the blog because I say I will write today. Then stop. And do nothing. It feels like today is one of those days. But I shall write some stupid shit about my feelings and the week I had and my new tattoo. First, breakfast. Birria tacos probably.…
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24 Weeks, 3 Days: It’s Mom’s Birthday – June Sucked, July Shouldn’t – Memorial Ashes Tattoo
24 Weeks, 3 Days. It’s mom’s birthday today. She would be 62. My brother posted a sad post. It made me cry immediately. I hate it how easy it is to make me cry. And it’s not like a small cry. It’s uncontrollable sobbing. It happens randomly when I think of her. It happens many…
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23 Weeks, 2 Days: Slow June and Crippling Depression – Afterlife Continues – Shit Post
23 Weeks, 2 Days. I woke up to the news that a classmate died of cancer. I was never really friends with her. But I was friends with her husband when I was in middle school. I haven’t really seen the dude in many years, but I do have him on Facebook, so I’ve kept…
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22 Weeks, 4 Days: Tamara in Tijuana – Weird Dreams and Broken Mirror – My Cover Shot I Like, More to Come
22 Weeks, 4 Days. My mom showed up in my dreams. It wasn’t specifically just her. She was barely a part of it from the little I remember. And she was with my dad… There were two girls in that dream. One was Asian American. The other one was white and not my type but…
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22 Weeks, 1 Day: Procrastinating and Unpaid Work – Going to Therapy – Rosarito Foodie Fest Cuz I’m an “Influencer”
22 Weeks, 1 Day. I originally was going to write at 21 weeks, 4 days. Procrastination and the willingness to do absolutely nothing got the best of me. I do nothing but play video games and… then play more video games. Ok. I did something yesterday. And something the day before. So at least something.…
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21 Weeks, 1 Day: Nelson Bar Guitar – Past Thinking, Sleeping, Drinking, and Starcraft II – Life Got Dull
21 Weeks, 1 Day. I haven’t written anything since I got back. I haven’t done much since I got back… I thought I was coming back to a mountain of work. I was worried about my car registration. Not only was it lost and suspended, but it also needed a renewal. I crossed the border…
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