It’s Easter Sunday and, per usual, I am choosing violence. Because it’s all I know. I have never particularly enjoyed or understood Easter and, like many, I’ve never given it much thought beyond it’s a day of the year. Never the same date each year because who doesn’t love a holiday that can’t make up
Greetings from the solitude of my bedroom where I have decided to take refuge for the day since I’m so exhausted by life that the concept of doing anything other than eating, drinking and going to the bathroom is unfathomable. A large chunk of my “sit down and write” energy has been concentrated on finishing
Antoni Porowski be warned, Nina has her matchmaker pants on! Also until last night, I had no idea who Antoni Porowski was. Because I’m a terrible gay… apparently. Last night I get a text from my friend Nina who was apparently watching Easy-Bake Battle on Netflix. I had no idea the show existed, primarily because
Remember like, a week ago, when I wrote about taking Lemon to the vet and making an ass out of myself with a cute vet tech? For a refresher you can visit the post: How Are You Still Single? Oh, That Makes Sense Well, I wrote that under the impression that all of my vet
This is the story of how I died. That might be a slight exaggeration of the events that unfolded but I’ll be honest, there was a moment of “holy shit, I’m about to become one of those fucking urban legends.” Let me set the scene. I decided to go see a movie after work because
I really had no intention of writing a post today, much less one wrapping up the year. I was planning on waiting until the new year to start writing posts again all while pretending I didn’t spend all of 2021 sinking to a new low of being a terrible blogger. Then about two hours ago,
Y’all there’s a very good chance that I have been marked for possible murder. There’s a better chance that I’m not but it’s all very strange and confusing but I suppose all of life is strange and confusing but we’re just going to roll with it. I mean, sure I could explain my six month
Is it just me or is this year moving at a million miles and hours- but also slower than molasses- all at the same time? Honestly, I can barely keep track of what’s going on anymore. I would also like to point out that Microsoft work REALLY hates that first sentence. Like it’s very aggressively
If I had a dollar for every time I started and stopped this post there’s a good chance I would be out of any and all debt right now. Not for any real reason besides the fact that I have the attention span of a fruit fly at the best of times. For anyone wondering
Well ya’ll it has been quite the month. I keep starting up posts and getting, like, a paragraph in and then getting distracted by things like life and work and less than exciting things like that. I had a sort of day off today in that I only had to work a few hours this
Somewhere With Regret 