it's a convoluted mess
Oh hey, Insomnia. How’s business? I have some expletives and rude gestures for you. *AHEM* ANYWAY. a.) Emerson Mouse and I are sitting here, done with our lukewarm tea, staring at 6AM on the clock and not feeling the least bit tired. We went to bed at our regular time and never fell asleep. Two-plus hours later, we got up and here we sit. Yes, the “we” in this scenario is me and a stuffed… Keep reading…Won’t let it bend…
I have two scrapes on the back of my hand from smashing it two different times on the bottom of the stair railing. As it turns out, there is a rather sharp edge on the end of the railing. They don’t look like much, but son of a mother they hurt. It should also be mentioned that I was carrying a laundry basket both times and therefore must stand by my claim: Laundry is fucking… Keep reading…Falling through the sky…
Could be raining. It’s been about five years since the last time I had an actual cold. Coincidentally, it’s also been five years since I’ve had a job. I don’t want to jump to conclusions over here, but I think the two could possibly be related. Bob has had a number of colds in varied severity in all that time, but somehow I managed to avoid catching them. Until this one. Apparently in my hiatus,… Keep reading…Could be worse…
I don’t sleep at night. I nap. Because two to three hours of sleep is not a night of sleep. It’s a fucking NAP. As much as I love naps (and I do love naps) it’s ridiculous that I am only capable of sleeping two to three hours a night. And those aren’t even continuous hours. Those are broken into one-hour-or-less intervals. Why yes I AM about to start hucking rocks a people. Let’s just… Keep reading…It’s that late night smell…
I can never seem to spell San Francisco correctly on the first try. At least not without staring at it for several, perplexing moments because it never looks like an actual word. Today’s Friday right? I never know what the hell day it is without checking a calendar several times a day. It’s been a really bad week for keeping track of that. It’s been…a week…this week. Meaning: not a good one in terms of… Keep reading…I’ve been Oh Hell No…
I desperately want a new phone. I don’t need a new phone. I just want a new phone. I’ve had my little blue phone for two years. I’ve had a cellphone for as long as I’ve had my car. (Ten years this October, thank you.) I’ve had four phones in that time. My first was a Nokia brick that had changeable face plates. I had a blue one with yellow duckies. It came with the… Keep reading…For a good time call…someone else…