Let me jump on the internet bandwagon here. Left: Me in 2010, Right: Me at the tail end of 2018, so as close to 2009 and 2019 as I'm getting. All that seems to have changed in roughly 10 years is the color and length of both my hair and the bags under my eyes.… Continue reading Reveal
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Curate
I really feel like I've been creating a new me, or rather, a slightly improved me, over the last couple weeks. Truly, new year, new me. Annoying but honest. In yoga, I think my biggest breakthrough thus far has been finding my breath. I heard about it for the past three-ish years, but I always… Continue reading Curate
Where Have I Been?
I'm not even sure myself, so I can't answer that, but I'm having trouble getting back to wherever I used to be. I feel guilty leaving this space empty, and I miss it. I'm sure my need to produce will ultimately win over, it's just how long will the struggle last, ya know?
Defining Albums
I've got this top five albums that I carry around in my heart. They aren't necessarily my top five desert island albums or the top five albums I think are the pinnacle of what music should be. These are if, say, I needed to explain to someone how the fuck I got this way without… Continue reading Defining Albums
A Vacancy Update – Season One End And Where It’s Going
After posting the season one finale of Vacancy at 11:30pm on a Monday, my scheduled release day, for the 15th time in a row, I'm sitting here feeling very fucking pleased with myself. After 6 months, 25 parts, and about 40,000 words, I actually, like, finished something. Well, sorta. But first of all, for those of you… Continue reading A Vacancy Update – Season One End And Where It’s Going
A Hairstory
This is roughly what I used to look like at the end of 2014: I had cut my own hair for the first time with Christmas-themed craft scissors that were a gift from my friend Maggie (you can see the handle under my armpit). I gave myself swoopy bangs and layers, and I was feeling… Continue reading A Hairstory
Searching For Home
In moments of great stress, every life form that exists gives out a tiny subliminal signal. This signal simply communicates an exact and almost pathetic sense of how far that being is from the place of his birth. - Douglas Adams Husband and I are on the hunt for a new place to live. Or,… Continue reading Searching For Home
The Need To Be Liked
I talked about the freedom of being phone-less recently, and since I've replaced my sad cracked-screen with a much more expensive but narrowly different model, I've been trying to limit my use of it. I could do better (damn you, Hogwarts Mystery!), and admittedly it hurts to drop a few hundred dollars on something just… Continue reading The Need To Be Liked
Blogmas: Recognition
A good friend of mine and I were discussing yesterday how when you do good works, they are their own rewards, and then today another blogger nominated me for the Liebster Award, and I immediately thought "fuck that, I am loving this recognition!" Just kidding, but for real, it is incredibly thoughtful and kind for… Continue reading Blogmas: Recognition
Things I Just Don’t Fucking Understand: My Own Worst Enemy
I know I probably come off as a pretty angry person due to these posts, and you probably imagine me yelling at people a lot in real life, but, Dear Reader, I promise you, I'm actually pretty chill. Some might even call me nice. Too nice. Nice to the point where I let people walk… Continue reading Things I Just Don’t Fucking Understand: My Own Worst Enemy
