Chasing Happy

One girl’s efforts to pull herself up by her bootstraps, even though her boots are too cute to have straps.

On Death and Moving

Hello, everybody! So sorry for neglecting you, please don’t break up with me.
I have, actually, been verrrry busy. Very busy and without access to a computer that isn’t monitored by The Man. Well, I mean I have access to this, my computer, obviously, but if I am not at work I am very sleepy. Yet, [...]

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So

Did you know that I am very sleepy? Well, I am. Full of sleep. That is me.
But I am updating this nonsensical thing because I am too full of guilt not to. Catholic school does strange things to you, and not in a good way (but not in that pervert way either…ew). Let’s see, I’m [...]

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That’s It. I’m Going to Live with the Monkeys

Well, not so much with the monkeys as directly across the street from them. I found me some new digs. And just in time too as these parents of mine are getting the fuck out of here post haste and there will be no place for me to lay my weary head. Or my back. [...]

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Hello Again

So, did you miss me? Of course you didn’t because nobody even reads this fucking thing! Well, except for those of you who do. Just ignore that last part, you two.
I’ve been very busy and important in the working world doing working things and taking trains and buses and cars and commuting every which way [...]

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