The Taboo Musings of a Palindrome @taboopalindrome - Tumblr Blog

I just realized you have to have a Tumblr account to view a Tumblr. Do you have a phantom one of those? Are you reading this? Should I start an anonymous Twitter or blog?

This time a week ago you were driving to see me. Now I'm specifically illegal for you. The drastic change makes me feel sick and disoriented. My room still smells like your cologne and I want to somehow freeze or preserve it because I don't know when I can be that close to you again. 😭😭😭

😭 not just an emoji, really am crying

Who is training who?

Pretty sure my dog just took me outside to run around and play and then called me inside when he was done.

He does more for me than professional counseling ever did.

I'm worried about you. Is there anyway I can help?

Went for a walk, passed a bearded man pulling a wagon with a girl around R's age inside. 😭😭😭 I'm so sad and angry for R. She would do do much better with you. I'm scared for her living in the same house with such out of control adults. Fuck that judge and his backward ways of thinking.

I want to cut

But I’m trying not to. I’m going to bike home in the sunshine listening to happy music and when I get home I’m going to eat an orange and then take my dog for a walk. I need to hang up laundry, do dishes, eat a real meal, and when those are done I can fill my time with piano, violin, and my Kindle, whatever I have to do keep busy.

Love you forever

Work update

Work was crazy yesterday. One precinct didn’t have a power cord for their machine (my fault). 2 inspectors had stupid questions about how to turn on their machines. Another precinct couldn’t get their ballot box assembled. The same precinct that had a key snafu last month had a different key snafu this time and I got to spend an hour driving to fix that. A closer precinct called us when they had 14 ballots left and I had to fight with a special printer-designated-only-for-certain-activities for over an hour to get them more printed. Later that evening the same printer failed entirely. Still working on it today, trying to figure out who is responsible for maintaining it. My chronically-stupid-inspector in the farthest reaches of the county took 30 minutes and 2 phone calls to turn off her machine at the end of the night. The boundaries of one municipality are completely screwed up and we don’t know how they got that way. Inside that same municipality our poll workers screwed up provisional ballots. If any candidate pulls together $600 before Friday 5 pm for a contest the whole thing will probably be tossed out and have to be done over again.

Medicate - Gabbie Hanna (Official Music Video)

sad song kind of day

We can’t talk anymore

and I’m definitely in the habit of talking to you. So, I’m going to treat this like our Hangouts chat now. It’s not what this blog started out as, but it’s the only fully anonymous account I have. Whatever I would normally send to you I’ll post here. If it’s public and anonymous (hmm...anonymous is definitely going to cut down on picture sharing) nobody can say we’re still communicating or that there’s any relationship.

Maybe you could start a tumblr too?