But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t bother me that my theme just flaked out on me. Stay tuned for new fluffier and more blubbery endeavours.
Over the course of the past 6 months I’ve heard and even uttered the phrase “it could have been worse” countless times. But suddenly I realize: it also could have been better. Regarding accidents in which persons have gotten hurt, I know that phrase is supposed to make one appreciate that he didn’t die/get paralyzed/break [...]
Don’t get married and invite 3/4 of my family. That’s just rude. I think I’m-oh-so-conveniently going on a bike ride that day, anyway.

After much consternation and deliberation, I’ve decided that my original plan of moving to Midtown so I’d be able to walk to work and live close enough to more easily have a dog was fatally flawed: I hate Midtown. After living in one place surrounded by people I did not respect nor understand (Poncey Highlands), [...]
The weather has been seasonably cold which feels unseasonably cold since Georgia never has quite understood what winter is supposed to entail (hint: snow). Cold and dry. We have ice on the roads. I have a chapped face. Chapped hands. Apparently three space heaters are better than one. Apparently I have the world’s tiniest hot [...]
but my baby don’t love nobody but me it’s plain to see
I threw a race and was glad at the finish. I felt loved. And loved. This is success. This is what I want for my life. & I think I am well on my way (to success, to life).