I hope you packed THREE lunches. Another backdated post. My intentions are good, really, but I'm still exhausted from BlogHer...emotionally, socially, physically. Have YET to read a BlogHer recap (save 1 or 2), have YET to gather the ...
Tag Archive: fuckers
Mar
03
That was Something
I haven't cried yet. What the fuck? I don't get it. Right now I'm still in the numb autopilot mode. My days are blazing by and I'm getting absolutely nothing done. I go to bed and lay there for hours before finally zonking out, then I wake up at noon. Lather, rinse, repeat. I've read a ...
Jul
25
Where Much Ado is Made About Twitter and the World That is Jack
Thanks to Bec for her delish post yesterday. In the spirit of reliving my boyhood, I immediately went and smashed three six-year-olds in the face with water balloons. And let me tell you something, those fuckers can run! The Summer of Love continues on tomorrow with none other than
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I’m a writer. A lover, not a fighter. An amateur philosopher who enjoys shaving giraffes and dancing around my living room in my boxers.