So–in my inevitable genius I realized I had a bit more connections I could use in my efforts to change things completely in the next 6 months. I had twitter all this time and never used it for much aside… Continue Reading →
That has absolutely nothing to do with much aside from the word play I wanted to play with–somethings I get into the tonality or pace of the words over their meaning but sometimes the pace I assign even internally assists… Continue Reading →
You know, the more I write the more I wonder why the fuck I am not writing more frequently, but also I notice some of the things I have written lately I have repeated in terms of sentiment and meaning…. Continue Reading →
I have some drafts again, guys. Last night’s was epic and then I got focus-deprived when I realized I had no idea where the fuck our ballots are, and I despise criticizing people for things I plan on failing to… Continue Reading →
So, trigger warning, you hate politics, you might hate me after this. Just know I have a heart and I have dealt with some oppressive shit and can see a little further beyond what matters than some of you, with… Continue Reading →
Well, looks like my senses are never too too far off the mark. I have been many people in many situations and have traveled through many careers and job titles. I have spent my time in various arrangements of priorities,… Continue Reading →
Man my motivation is completely annihilated by wine, white mostly, always dry. I hate the thought of choking down anything too syrupy without the accompaniment of something else, a competing texture as my brain doesn’t register satisfaction in one as… Continue Reading →
I have a slew of articles for this site I am putting up. Titles illuminating the lasting effects of having to contend with these crazy mortality conversations you have with yourself and others, the what’s now, what’s next and hopefully… Continue Reading →
I had a sick thought today. What if all of the people who have the gene defect are all related? All blue-eyed people go that way–one would wonder if there any spontaneous gene mutations or triggers, or are we all… Continue Reading →
I have been reading a ton of books, because I can and I don’t have children and my husband is conscious a few hours of every day in tandem with me, usually right before work when it’s time to get… Continue Reading →
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