The day you die isn’t going to be something crazy or really life shattering for anyone aside from a splattering of friends, maybe some family invested in your existence. It’s going to be the last day you took a shit,… Continue Reading →

So many allusions and alliterations in this one–so hard to really nail down how I feel and what I think…the only thing I am sure of is what I am thinking isn’t good. Isn’t good in that it leaves me… Continue Reading →

Hmmm. I think the thing that people like me struggle with sometimes is this idea that you go through shit like I have to be some extraordinary human being, some person people are going to reminisce as some conqueror of… Continue Reading →

I am going back to work tomorrow. I don’t know how to feel about that, not liking my job as much as I do in some ways, I suppose. It’s not my JOB that is the problem given you can… Continue Reading →

I wake up every morning at 4 am, struck with worry, wondering how on earth we are going to make it, what the fuck does a future look like? I have been in the house for 6 weeks, completely, and… Continue Reading →

I got the dog back the other day. Well, a week ago. I suppose there wasn’t much urgency to tell you all, given I am not sure who the fuck constitutes “you all” or even if that encompasses a scope… Continue Reading →

Sometimes I wonder if I am still alive and as I pore through the ramblings of years past and recognize the patterns in misery, I have to wonder when I will give up. Not if, but when as clearly the… Continue Reading →