I'm lucky, I'm lucky, I'm lucky. It's a mantra that I force myself to live by. I am lucky. I am well-adjusted. I'm okay. I repeat it every day religiously because if I don't, if I miss a moment of it, I run the risk of revolving into something heinous. It's a something that is… Continue reading Chronic Pain Diaries “The Luckiest”
It's that time of year folks. Extra Life 2016 is almost upon us; 14 days and counting. Somewhere, in my brilliance, I thought I could make a $2000 goal. That was silly. I am silly. As it stands I am currently at $410 plus some change donated by my lovely coworkers. Not bad given that… Continue reading Extra Life 2016
I am bored. Bored, bored, bored. I could write, but I need a break from that. I have played my ukulele. I have tuned my guitar. I learned how to play every Soko tab I could get my hands on. I am so completely utterly bored. I need a job. The worst part about waiting… Continue reading Chronic Pain Diaries V
When I turned 21 I decided I would make an attempt to write a letter to each person of note that had a substantial impact on my life through their contributions to the entertainment and media world.I did not accomplish this. I had the best intention, honest. I was going to write to Stephen Colbert… Continue reading An Open Letter to Hawksley Workman
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