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@annehackaway
Woke up sweating and immediately spent like $200 on higher-quality (easier to clean) fans.
I need to finally install my AC this weekend and I DONT WANT TO. But it's time. I must. Ugh.
And before anyone who's been melting all summer gives me shit, remember LA summer JUST started and it will roll through October so while you all pick apples in your scarves, I will be sweating down my butt crack.
Money to burn, Alex Schaefer
Does anyone know what to do about the temperature and also the prices
How many emotions can you hold at once?
It seems the answer is infinite! The best part? It feels absolutely awful.
Alex—as in my Alex, ex-husband Alex, Alex I have not heard from in 6 years Alex—texted me last Friday to tell me some devastating news. His mom is sick. Lung cancer that's already moved into the spine. They have no idea how fast things will go and he wanted me to know.
I was genuinely moved he reached out. It meant a lot to me he even thought of me because he didn't need to if he didn't want to.
But also the absolute breaking of the dam occurred and I'm flooded with a thousand different feelings and more keep coming. The things they said in the aftermath were cruel, but Alex was heartbroken and his parents just wanted to protect him. It doesn't make it okay, but I have empathy for them. I don't want this to be happening. This wasn't supposed to happen. His mom is like 10 years younger than my parents at least. They don't deserve this.
I emailed Alex's mom and dad just a short note to say Alex told me and I'm thinking of them and praying and hoping and wishing for the best. I said they didn't need to reply if they didn't want to.
His dad called me not even five minutes after I hit send.
I hadn't heard his voice in so long.
He said how nice it was for me to reach out and how happy he was to hear from me. That they miss me and hope I'm well. That he wants to keep in touch and I told him I'd like that.
When we hung up I couldn't stop crying.
They forgave me. They don't hate me. I can tell the truth: that I miss them too. That for 13 years they were my family, too. Of course I miss them. Of course I love them. We were so insanely close.
I'm just.
overwhelmed.
by everything.
I feel like I wished on a monkey's paw to hear from them all and so of course it's for the actual worst possible reason on earth.
I want to collapse.
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Really really, Rob Hann
Had a truly incredible 4th of July weekend celebrating only the things I actually like:
Summited Mt. Baldy! The tallest mountain in SoCal and a semi-brutal 9-hour hike.
DODGERS GAME! Free tix to see Ohtani pitch. Saw my first grand slam and my first Moana drone show.
Backyard BBQ on a hilltop overlooking the city
View of the fireworks from my rooftop
Checking out the new Marilyn Monroe exhibit for my pal’s bday
Despite dealing with a summer cold all weekend, I made the dang most of it.
la collectionneuse, eric rohmer, 1967
this movie is so good. so summer. so gorgeoussss.
Does anyone have this picture
But it’s a parody of Master and Commander’s opening title
I swear I have seen this before and I cannot for the life of me find it
This image?
YES
PNG'D! (i didn't know the font so this is taken directly from the image)
+ bonus italian navy vessel
@annehackaway
The creep is back.
I just got a message online that has me full of so much rage I could implode. A quick backstory in case you missed it (but tw for sexual harassment):
Two years ago my friend groped me at his birthday party in front of everyone and I froze up and he only stopped because my other friend was there, saw everything, and yelled at him to stop. Like literally went "What the fuck are you doing?? You have a GIRLFRIEND."
I'm a woman so obviously I avoided him for a bit and found a way to let it go and not make it into a big deal.
One year ago, he cornered me at my friends birthday party and at first it seemed okay, but the more he talked to me the more uncomfortable I felt. The more my alarm bells were screaming. The more I was like, "I don't like this this doesn't feel right this feels bad."
He wouldn't leave me alone. He never touched me, but he got weird and when I tried to avoid him he lashed out and tried to make shitty jokes about me. I ended up hiding in the bathroom texting a friend for help because I was worried if I left, he'd try to follow me to my car. I don't think I thought he'd DO anything, I just knew I did NOT want that.
Anyway, Saturday night I see he's followed me on Instagram again. I laughed and thought WELL WELL WELL WHAT THE FUCK DOES HE WANT...
A pal tipped me off that he's been sad-posting about being dumped for weeks and that's so obviously the only reason he's popped back up.
Then last night at 1030PM I get a DM: "I know you're so mad me and I don't know why."
Guys.
I am shaking with rage. And I realized it's because I know he's fucking lying. He knows exactly what he did.
Because he unfollowed my friend that witnessed it, too.
Because it's been A YEAR SINCE WE'VE TALKED.
Because if he was actually my friend, he would've asked me months ago what was up.
Because this uwu 🥺 what did I dooooo card is bullshit.
He's single again. And bored. And lonely. And can probably tell that I've been telling people what he did and those people are not hanging around him anymore. So he wants to gaslight me.
I don't know how I'm going to focus today. I have so much to do and I'm so FUCKING angry. I want to punch a hole in the wall.
Dating has made me extremely normal.
Refocusing
After my disappointment with the last good date I had, I've shifted gears and am happy to report that it's feeling really good. I've just been putting more effort and time into the things I actually care about and also taking care of myself that's (shocker!) really fulfilling.
I have friends (duh) but recommitting to hiking this past month has been truly huge.
I did a 10-mile hike with 2800 feet of elevation gain (mostly in the first 2.5 miles) and baby, I kept UP. I hit my usual wall early on where I start questioning my entire life and if I can do anything, but then suddenly I was in my stride. Keeping pace. Enjoying it all. I have never been so damn proud of myself.
Which means with these last two hikes under my belt and taking an extra day off for the 4th of July weekend, I'm climbing BALDY goddammit.
Scheduled for July 2 so I can truly relax the rest of the weekend and recuperate. But I looped my hiking buddy in which means now it's OUR plan so I can't just back out when I get anxious. I'm doing the fuckin thing.
It's the tallest mountain in SoCal and it's been on my bucket list for YEARS at this point. Something always gets in the way or my training doesn't line up with when it would make sense to go. So wish me LUCK.
Feeling accomplished like this is doing more for me lately than anything else.
I am so exhausted today... god. I didn't even get up that early (woke around 6, out of bed 630ish) but I literally had to be in the car and driving to my doc appointment by 7AM, it took almost an hour to get there, the appointment was an hour, and then another hour to get home, then meetingmeetingmeeting and I NEED to find time to do my actual work.
I also have to pick up meds and a couple quick grocery things and I just want to face plant.
But this weekend is going to be good, full of friends and activity that actually makes me feel like life is beautiful. A bday party for my friends gf Friday that's also KCRW's Summer Nights (aka DJ sets at cool LA spots around town like Chinatown or the tar pits), then pool day Saturday, then a big 10-mile hike Sunday.
It all feels essential and right.
CBS News projects that incumbent Los Angeles Mayor Karen Bass will face off against Nithya Raman in November's runoff election.
every time a reality tv star with no political experience to speak of doesn't get a chance to attain office I feel like maybe we're not a total unending joke as a nation
THANK GOD THANK GOD THANK GOD.
People were sharing optimistic numbers all weekend but they all came from like gambling apps for teens and sorry but I don't trust those!! I could only feel relief once the LA Times reported the switch when she pulled into the lead.
Because if Pratt got into the final 2 I was truly going to vomit. Like for the love of god we can't be that fucking stupid can we????
Anyway, hope my councilwoman wins the race and we can say bye to Bass!
Male loneliness this, male loneliness that. Have they tried lobotomies? Tranquilizers? Being fingered by medical professionals? Tearing the yellow wallpaper off the walls of the attic room where your husband keeps you locked up?
chugging along
dating has been pretty miserable and cruel lately so I'm trying to reprioritize a little bit. I signed up for a couple of one-day classes (a 3-4 hour oil painting class and an afternoon 16mm botanical animation aka phytogram class) and am recommitting my weekends to hiking so I can train up for Baldy this summer.
I'm also attempting to write something about the specific kind of rejection that makes dating feel so broken these days. We'll see if I can turn it into anything worth reading.
I'm in an odd spot. I'm definitely feeling a bit lonely. The men out here have really been knocking me around and I'm feeling so frustrated.
But at the same time, I literally drove home from a movie where I saw Isabelle Huppert in person for the second time in one week and ran into like eight different friends and couldn't help but think, "I love my life!!!"
So it isn't all bad.
Balancing the loneliness with the good is just stranger than I expected.
