it's a convoluted mess
Apparently I have an obsession with word counts. Almost to the degree that I abuse commas. I was rifling through my pictures and found a disturbing number of images of word counts—all nice clean numbers. That’s just from this year. I didn’t go back before that. But there are more. Trust me. Sheep knows. He’s usually poking his nose into the shot when I’m taking it. When I set out to write, I never have… Keep reading…Just never enough…
Century Link is the shittiest internet service of all the shitty internet services. For the second time in a week they are apparently throttling our internet access for no goddamn reason. I’m about to start hucking rocks at people. In other news… We got a Nug. He tried to establish dominance over the Tonberry. It didn’t go over well. So he forged an alliance with the [fancy] Turret. These are the things that happen in… Keep reading…Planning parties for all the fools…
It started with a song. (Give Me Something by O.A.R.) Then another one. (Gonna Get Better by Better Than Ezra) Then a third. (Lincoln Avenue by Train) And a fourth. (Get in the Car and Drive by Blu Sanders) I had all of these independent ideas running around in my head and I had no idea what to do with them. On their own, they didn’t hold up to make a complete story. But because… Keep reading…Take the long way home…
How the hell is it November already? I used to dread this month with every fiber of my being. Now I just sit and wonder where the hell the year went. The bat just thinks it’s funny. Then again, the bat thinks everything is funny. At least we get an extra hour of sleep tonight. Sheep can’t wait. — Faster Matt Nathanson
I have been perming my hair since I was eight years old. (And to everyone who says perms are awful, thank you so much for implying my hair looks like shit…which admittedly, sometimes it does. But that generally has nothing to do with the chemically induced curl.) Before that it was straight, fine, and very flat. Not every perm has been the greatest (third grade school pictures, I’m looking at you), but I’ve never had… Keep reading…Hair…
a.) It’s 66 degrees in my bedroom. The rest of the house is currently 72 and comfortable, but the bedroom is consistently 66 degrees and freezing. With the heat on. Windows are highly overrated. b.) I keep looking at this blog, seeing a multitude of formatting issues that have been sitting around for far too long. And despite the fact that they drive me absolutely insane, I can never muster the mental fortitude to fix… Keep reading…Make for a good disguise…