Let’s Do A Thing

Good Morning. Just kidding. Good afternoon, because I'm tired and lazy and I went back to bed after I got up earlier because I stayed out till 2 am because apparently I forget that I am way too old for this shit. I HAVE IDEAS. Would you be at all interested in using our shared…

You suck, give me some of your ideas.

Just kidding.  (Not really.)  Okay, yes I'm KIDDING!  You don't suck. Ideas. I have some. And, am jealous that you have so many you don't know what to do with them.  Seriously.  However, I have found that since I started keeping a journal (that I write and sketch and think in every morning), the ideas…

A Thematically Consistent Life

I joined a Facebook challenge to write 500 words a day. It is decidedly the most unchallenging challenge I ever challenged. I could sit and write quite happily forever and ever, I think. It should be noted that editing and judgment of one's writing are not part of the challenge, thusly the unchallenginess. Still, it's…

The Boy Loves God

Hi, love! So, I've been thinking about your last post a lot.  I completely bought into the whole Witness thing, just like you.  I cringe now when I think about how sure of myself I was back then, how I knew exactly how the world operated, that Satan was a force to be reckoned with,…

I'm sorry I'm a terrible friend.  I promise to catch you up on my life tonight or tomorrow.  In the meantime, enjoy this quote:  Thank you for being my best friend. She remembered being “buzzed on the dopamine high of belonging to someone else, having a total stranger choose you, someone who wanted to know…

This is not a real body.

  Good morning, love: Sorry it's taken me a while to get back to you.  My entire last week has been consumed by the (surprise) horror-themed birthday party I threw for the kiddos on Saturday.  The treasure hunt full of bloody hand prints, a dead body in the laundry room, a trail of bugs leading…

Bitches Be Crazy

Merciful heavens, what a weekend!! I spend a disproportionate amount of time worrying that I might be a bitch. Especially  as I get older, and less inclined to tolerate other people's nonsense. Now and again, our Lord God sees fit to show me irrefutable proof that I am not a bitch by getting me right up…

I am a writer.

She Who Has Yet To Be Named: I'm not sure it's optimism that has ruined your life [sic].  Rather, it's that you assume that everyone will be as good as you are; that they are kindhearted; that they care how their actions affect others.  But the fact is, people are dicks.  Not all people and…