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Author Victoria Sawyer

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  • Sexy Canning = Botulism

    Sexy Canning = Botulism

    Mr. VS and I were quite domesticated (like badly behaved pets) this fall and we tried some canning from the bounty of the land, i.e. our garden. BTW…we totally have a farm or something minus any animals except cats – cat farm? Our farm has no name currently but it could be called Poison Ivy…

  • Forget the Lifetime Failure Tally: Look Ahead

    Forget the Lifetime Failure Tally: Look Ahead

    I’ve now officially (you heard it here) been informed, through an article online that I cannot find again (did it really exist??) that I should be looking toward the future and not at the past. Mr. VS also recently told me that millionaires and highly successful people refuse to see failure and instead are always…

  • My Body is a Polluted Bombed Out Wasteland

    My Body is a Polluted Bombed Out Wasteland

    So as you might know, I’ve been on meds (Zoloft for anxiety/panic attacks) for about a year and a half.  Prior to this  med-circus I’m partaking in now, I had been off meds for 3.5 years.  And before that I was on them for about 8 years and prior to that I was medication free…

  • Broken, The Internet Is

    Broken, The Internet Is

    So there are some people out there that think they are going to break the internet with their ass. These ‘people’ shall remain nameless since I can’t stand to toot their horn more than it has already been tooted by everyone else on the planet. However, I do have a few things to say on…

  • A Case of “the Uglies” with Mincing and Ogling

    A Case of “the Uglies” with Mincing and Ogling

    Yesterday I had a mean case of the uglies.  It’s sort of like the “mondays” but it’s the uglies instead.  I don’t mean, I was ugly, as in I was horrible to be around or my mood was hideous or anything like that.  What I mean is that I felt…hideous, physically.  Yes,  yesterday I was…

  • Nature’s Fail:  Exercise

    Nature’s Fail: Exercise

    I’m really intent on blaming someone (even if it’s not actually a person) for my problems. My latest conjecture is that it’s nature’s fault that I don’t exercise and I’m going to prove to you (as if I’m writing a geometry proof) that nature is in fact to blame for the fact that I’m lazy…

  • I Solved Climate Change and Silenced the Alien Laughter

    I Solved Climate Change and Silenced the Alien Laughter

    Yup, you heard it here first, I have, with my puny little brain, solved Climate Change in one fell swoop (what does that mean?).  I’m for serious right now (I love saying that). For realz. It’s essentially pretty simple and is called: Working from Home. If I asked it as a question and you said…

  • Guest Post: My “Lady Areas” Are Guilty of Attempted Murder

    Guest Post: My “Lady Areas” Are Guilty of Attempted Murder

    I promised I’d write about how my “Lady Areas” are guilty of attempted murder and I’ve followed through by asking the AhMAZING Katie of Sass and Balderdash to post it as a guest blog (rant) on her blog. Check it out! My areas are card carrying killer assassins!

  • The Last Option

    In honor of Mental Illness Awareness Week…I offer you a short story about suffering from mental illness. Will you take the time to spread the word, to spread acceptance, empathy and compassion? Everyone knows someone who suffers, even if you don’t realize it, for many suffer alone. Are you willing to make it a bit…

  • Getting My Muse Stinkin’ Drunk

    Getting My Muse Stinkin’ Drunk

    This might well be my most ill-advised, irresponsible blog post yet.  However, it’s not like someone else advised me not to write this.  I advised myself that it was wrong, then battled it out in my head and….yeah I won.  So here goes nothing!! (afterall, I’ve never let inhibitions get in my way before! Just…

  • Writers: Stop Writing and Live

    Sometimes writing isn’t writing, sometimes to write you need to stop writing.  This just occurred to me as I sat here listening to music and emotion suddenly infected me with a sense of joy, love, clarity.  What I realized is that writers need breaks.  Sometimes we have to live or our stories will not be…

  • Queen For a Day. Or Two. Screw that, Queen Foreva!!

    So you’ve heard my woes, here and here, about my meds causing me to suffer the agony of a life without creativity and without…gasp…sleep.  Yes, it was hell.  I know, the kinds of problems I have…pathetic.  You also heard my woes damning anxiety absolutely to hell and back again because it was driving me up…

  • DAMN YOU ANXIETY!!

    I’m going to apply for a job. Last night I lay awake in bed for hours going over every aspect of the job description that makes me nervous and with every anxious thought, I thought DAMN YOU ANXIETY!!  And of course with every thought, I imagined how I can’t handle it, how I’ll crumble, how…

  • Adult Temper Tantrums Are Allowed.

    I’m throwing the worst temper tantrum ever.  Now before you start imagining me kicking and screaming, I need to clue you in on what that means.  Worst refers to the fact that this is probably the most pathetic temper tantrum ever recorded because I’m far too lazy to engage in true hysterics.  I almost feel…

  • This Season of USA is Lit!

    This Season of USA is Lit!

    These writers on this season of the USA are doing a bang up job keeping us on the edge of our seats! Let’s just hope they’re not like the writers for LOST! Buckle up for some existential rambling DREAD below! (Don’t worry, it’s…

  • The Happy Forgotten Place Where Plastic Lives: The Landfill

    The Happy Forgotten Place Where Plastic Lives: The Landfill

    Remember that place the so-called Landfill? I know you’re like…”What? No? What place? I don’t recall anything like that.” (All said while avoiding eye contact). Well, I’m here to point your attention in the direction of your local landfill, filled not with LAND…

  • This is Why We’re All Overweight

    This is Why We’re All Overweight

    I’ve done a little thinking on the topic and I’ve come up with several reason why we’re all overweight and continue to gain the old lbs. The equation looks something like this: unhappiness + depression + meaninglessness + boredom + our modern culture…

  • Germ-O-Phobe

    Germ-O-Phobe

    I’m a certified Germ-o-phobe and I will proclaim and admit all you like.  What I’ve realized recently about being a Germ-o is that it’s not really about the germs at all, it’s about my brain. I have to be a Germ-o to satisfy my brain, to basically convince my brain to keep quiet and stay…

  • World of Horrors! (Pre-technology)

    World of Horrors! (Pre-technology)

    Did you know that approximately 15 to 20 years ago we didn’t have the technology that we have today? Is it stupid to ask that question? (A: YES!) I feel like I was born at a unique time in modern history because I lived without technology and now I’ve evolved as technology has evolved. For all you youngsters…

  • Turn Noun for Bacon

    Turn Noun for Bacon

    We’re trying out a little experiment for a friend of mine, Jessie of Jessie Janelle Reyna, called Turn Noun For What.  It’s basically where a bunch of bloggers create a blog post on command about a certain noun.  Today’s word bomb of the day, children, is: Bacon. What can one really say about Bacon?  It’s…

  • My Short Term Memory is Shot

    My Short Term Memory is Shot

    Lately, my short term memory has been failing at life. It’s taken a nice long vacation and has not returned. It’s getting scary you guys. I used to be so on top of things and now I’m a sad shell of the woman I used to be. Guys, thoughts will appear and then they disappear…

  • The “Feeling Hellish” Fairy

    The “Feeling Hellish” Fairy

    I was driving home from work the other day when I started thinking about how shitty I’ve been feeling lately.  And whenever I think about how shitty I feel, I think about how I want to “gift” that shitty feeling onto someone else. Like, here ya go, feel how I’m feeling.  How does that terrible…

  • Small Cat Diary

    Small Cat Diary

    Mr. VS and I have been watching a show on Netflix entitled Big Cat Diary. It’s a BBC show with a few Brits who travel to Africa and film big cats doing their thang. I.e. hunting, killing shit, having adorbs kittens/cubs, murdering gazelles, fighting among themselves etc. It’s pretty good.  But it makes me want…

  • Sexy Canning = Botulism

    Sexy Canning = Botulism

    Mr. VS and I were quite domesticated (like badly behaved pets) this fall and we tried some canning from the bounty of the land, i.e. our garden. BTW…we totally have a farm or something minus any animals except cats – cat farm? Our farm has no name currently but it could be called Poison Ivy…

  • Forget the Lifetime Failure Tally: Look Ahead

    Forget the Lifetime Failure Tally: Look Ahead

    I’ve now officially (you heard it here) been informed, through an article online that I cannot find again (did it really exist??) that I should be looking toward the future and not at the past. Mr. VS also recently told me that millionaires and highly successful people refuse to see failure and instead are always…

  • My Body is a Polluted Bombed Out Wasteland

    My Body is a Polluted Bombed Out Wasteland

    So as you might know, I’ve been on meds (Zoloft for anxiety/panic attacks) for about a year and a half.  Prior to this  med-circus I’m partaking in now, I had been off meds for 3.5 years.  And before that I was on them for about 8 years and prior to that I was medication free…

“Sometimes the darkness makes the light seem brighter.”

Victoria Sawyer

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