There’s a part in the movie Dogma, where Ben and Matt are talking to one another about the fact that supposedly Ben’s character (Loki) loves going to the airport to watch people reunite, when in all actuality, he goes to see how awkward the reconnections are after dalliances and situations take place before the person…

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Oh my stars, it’s been a long week. I realise it’s Tuesday, but I’m talking from last Tuesday till now, it’s been… eventful. So I’m gonna break down the days as best possible, but I will say this actual week so far has finally been a bit slower paced and that’s good. Tuesday Jun 27…

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I finished my first workout at the MUA gym about an hour and a half ago. It was shorter than I will be doing from here on, but let’s face it; I haven’t spent time in a gym since my last visit to Crunch Fitness in Staten Island way back on February 9th. I figured…

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A year ago, I was making excuses for not wanting to get off the couch in Staten Island, NY. My back was sore, my leg was bugging me, I had a migraine, I didn’t sleep well, blah blah blah. I was the queen of internal silent excuses, and the number one thing: no one was…

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Making memories out in the ocean isn’t too difficult, but you’re going to want to keep a few things in mind: Respect the ocean. There is life that is MUCH larger than you. Don’t think because you cannot see it, that it cannot see you. The rule I was taught first was “if it’s extremely…

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The New Journey Begins – March 27, 2016 There was slack in the belt. I didn’t care anymore that security had a malfunction with the card reader and almost made 7 plane’s worth of people delayed. I didn’t think about the fact that I had lost a lot of t-shirts and other brand new personal…

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The old decaying Sugar Mill we went to check out today (April 23, 2016) is located on the south eastern-ish lower area of the tiny smaller island of Nevis. There are several of these old sugar cane mills in different levels of decay and ruin all around the Caribbean, as they were a source of…

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It’s 0430, still dark out, and yet Queen Nefertiti of the Apartment, Nia, has decided in her infinite feline wisdom to be my alarm clock for the day, demanding her bipedal female pleb come turn her tap on for water sips and slurps. Try as I might, I’m unable to find a comfortable sleep position…

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Today, April 22, 2016, at approximately 0730ECT (Eastern Caribbean Time), I had my first official “I’m swimming in an ocean!” moment. See, my virtual identity – The clumsypixie – isn’t just a cute, whimsically chosen name for Minecraft. It literally describes me in more than just two words smushed together. It is who I am….

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Today was the first of probably many to come of not having internet on the island. Though I did pop online briefly at the boy’s work to send a couple of group “don’t worry messages”, I will say it wasn’t bothersome. For now. I do hope that it gets into a rhythm if possible, so…

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Being an adult isn’t always fun. Sometimes, you just want to have a blanket fort and watch cartoons all day long. Sadly, this past week, only 1h22m was devoted to animation of any kind, and alas, no forts were made. But… I did manage to learn a few other things in the meantime, whilst not…

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I’m excited. I’m going to try to contain my level of excitement for the moment, because you need the proper introduction and explanation. I, and several others, want to shout it from the rooftops. Let me back up, and start properly. I’m jumping into the midst of things, and I’m bound to confuse or not…

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Technically, the walk I showed off in last week’s review (of 16,000+ steps to Central Park) was the start of this week, but I wanted to focus on something different for this one. Not only am I changing my physical, but I’ve mentioned that I am altering my entire lifestyle. That includes the mental and…

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I hate crowds. I mean, full on Feralpixie when I’m near more than say, ten people at once. I might seem very gregarious and even social butterfly online, and even in extremely intimate settings, but more than three people, and unless I’m familiar with the others in a very relaxed setting, I totally become Fluttershy….

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