Fight The Good Fight
Love, and I use the term loosely, is a bitch and it seems to be a recurring theme in my life. Quite frankly, I’m through with it. It does me no good–a bunch ...
Blog
Musings of an awkward gent.
Guilty Conscience
I am unstable. On the exterior, I may portary a reasonably sane individual–but it’s merely an appearance, as things aren’t always what they seem. Beneath the...
Interviewing With The NSA
“The polygraph examination was conducted in a small locked room.” It may sound like Hemingway, if he had applied to work for a U.S. intelligence agency....
La Mauvaise Sante
Chest pains, throat aches, tingly sensations (and not in the good way). Chills, fever, debilitating coughs—sickness is a bitch and I try to avoid it like the...
You Got Served?
I dance when no one’s looking. To entertain myself while doing dishes last night, I popped in the Dizzee mix that Jewelia made for me and honey, let me tell ...
Frost
For the first time since moving here, I’ve changed a light bulb. The bulbs in my room died out some time ago, and I’ve since used a halogen torchiere to repl...