Did sort of okay yesterday. I set out the baseline rule that I was allowed to touch blemishes, but not dig in with my fingernails, or in any way cause bleeding. Slipped up a bit in the late afternoon/evening. I think it helped that I didn’t then immediately go OH WELL I GUESS THERE IS NO POINT IN EVER TRYING TO IMPROVE MYSELF WHATSOEVER, which is kind of a tendency with me.
emmeting's Life List
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1. stop picking my skin
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2. Complete my ECE diploma
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3. own land
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4. build my own house
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5. Start a small childcare business
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6. start a podcast
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7. decrease my consumption of unfair trade products
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8. spend some time volunteering at a child haven international home
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9. host a storytelling circle
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10. keep a diary
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11. carry out a secret plan
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12. tell an elaborate web of lies to a stranger on some form of public transportation
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13. grow a fucking skin
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14. meet Tony Kushner
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15. get tattooed
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16. live in a tower
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17. start a dance club (based on fight club).
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18. spread the herosexual agenda
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19. learn fire poi
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20. get fan mail from prison
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21. play accordion
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22. be the trouble I want to see in the world
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23. finish the harry potter series
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24. curate a dime museum
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25. write 100 tiny plays
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26. get myself a widow bride
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27. get an agent
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How I did it: i took a picture of the sign.i posted the picture on facebook, and also on my school propaganda blog, with captions attached to each that indicated that i would like to make out with the person who'd done it.a friend replied in secret to tell me it was her.mission accomplished. Read how I did it…
How I did it: worked on script for two years. finally came up with something that had a beginning and an end and some stuff in between. started dropping hints to friends about doing some readings/critique-swapping. garnered some enthusiasm from friends who i can only assume are total masochists on some level (which i suppose isn't surprising, what with them being writers too). set a date. had copies of the script made up. bought wine. made snack… Read how I did it…
How I did it: most of the components of this costume came from my regular wardrobe (yes, i dress that much like a drag queen on a day-to-day), so my main point of anxiety was on the beard and make-up.i'm not normally one to voluntarily use cosmetics. i did cover my face and torso with violet body paint for last year's costume, but that didn't really require any precision...this, on the other hand...turned out to be quite fun, actually. i'm … Read how I did it…
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I think this is slightly an Occupational Hazard with me. At least for one of my occupations. If I’m having a good writing day, my hands are too busy to pick, but let’s face it, they can’t all be good writing days. Sometimes I spend more time picking than writing, as surely as I’m currently spending more time on the internet than writing.
In my other job, at a day camp, I’m usually way too busy to pick, or at least it gets relegated to private moments away from my campers and co-workers, so as to avoid, you know, bleeding all over the place. I’m sure my skin appreciates the summer holiday, but my ideal life does involve hours of sitting at a desk staring at infuriating word documents, so I think I need some strategies for replacing skin-picking with better habits. And some of those habits should not be eating.
Unfortunately, the year my manuscript was finally ready for something like this was the year Amazon officially went off the deep end in terms of working against rather than with the book community. :( Ah well.



