A year ago, on May 4th, I sat for my last chemo infusion. In the middle of the pandemic lockdown, bald, eyelashless, and really tired of being really tired I went to chemo alone. 16th Voluntary Poisoning (Eyelashless, by the way, is honestly way weirder than being bald because I looked like my human-skin-suit was… Continue reading Star Wars, Frankenboob, and Anniversaries
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Dear Aliens: I am NOT an English Teacher
Ok, I'm beginning to think it's not spambot AI's commenting on my posts. Either this is a spy speaking in a code I haven't broken yet, or aliens are attempting to learn English via blogs. Examples below are from my spam filter this morning. Please note, aliens, I am NOT a good source I have… Continue reading Dear Aliens: I am NOT an English Teacher
Of Course it’s Perfectly Normal
Saturday I was doing some random straightening/picking up (because even though my house is never spotless I try not to always live like a cave troll). If you've been here a while, you'll know I have a sickness when it comes to books. My current TBR* pile is actually multiple piles and numbers well over… Continue reading Of Course it’s Perfectly Normal
Things I Don’t Want to Write
This post sucks. I'll be funny again tomorrow. Feel free to ignore it. Also I should be writing my support handover documentation for my project, but I needed a break from technical writing to have a minor meltdown. So I have this book proposal in the works, and I don't want to write it. I… Continue reading Things I Don’t Want to Write
Because Velociraptors, Horatio – Episode Three
"There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy." Hamlet, Act I, Scene V, 184-185, Shakespeare, about 400 years ago, but STILL a couple million years after dinosaurs. Today in our "what the actual fuck is going on in Hastings" post, the trilogy is completed with an unlikely… Continue reading Because Velociraptors, Horatio – Episode Three
We Do Not Lick the Chicken, Horatio – Episode Two
If you’ve been reading lately, I mentioned there are some...interesting...sights on my normal route to Hastings. If you haven’t been reading lately, no judgement (ok, not much judgement) and here you go, if you’d like to get caught up: https://jessicasettergren.com/2021/01/21/this-is-not-what-i-meant-horatio-episode-one/. So, maybe a mile and a half after the Blair Witch for stuffed animals tree… Continue reading We Do Not Lick the Chicken, Horatio – Episode Two
Today Is World Cancer Day – Get Your Bits Checked
First, I accidentally wrote "bitch" instead of "bits" the first time, so that shows you where my head is at today. I almost left it that way. Second, this week a year ago I was in between the end of my Red Devil chemo treatments and the beginning of Taxol. If you have been around… Continue reading Today Is World Cancer Day – Get Your Bits Checked
No Good Headline.
How do you come up with a pithy title for a post about a shitty anniversary? A year ago today was my first chemo treatment. My therapist says eventually I'll be able to look back and see the important dates as some sort of affirmation. This is not the year. I'm having a day, so… Continue reading No Good Headline.
Turn on the Lights
I have a couple book reviews pending and an urban fantasy novel to finish, but I have something of a compulsion to write this post today. Maybe it's because in my neighborhood the wind over the melting snow has that raw, damp feel that makes it even colder. Maybe it's because true to November form,… Continue reading Turn on the Lights
We Now Return to Regularly Scheduled Programming
Seems utterly appropriate that this mug looks poisoned and haunted. When I was about to start chemo last winter, one of my very best friends, Sarah, gave me a care package including a cancer hat (which I still have), a few lovely odds and ends, and this mug. Technically chemo ended on Star Wars Day… Continue reading We Now Return to Regularly Scheduled Programming
No Pithy Phrase 