Halloween used to be my favourite holiday. It was my one chance to dress up like a beautiful and sparkly (insert over-clichéd childish dream); the one time out of the year I could beg—and eat—all the candy I wanted with … Continue reading
Q (from Aimee): My question (and excuse if I missed this post): Have you ever driven one of PK’s rigs on a roadtrip or are you always the passenger? Do you have any desire to drive such large mechanical beasts … Continue reading
It’s always green somewhere in the world–only never where I am. I have lived my life holding strong to the mantra “the grass is always greener on the other side of the hill.” I don’t mean to do this; I … Continue reading
I was raised with the understanding that I was to dress modestly. In our family, “modest” was very specific: cover my shoulders, cover my bosom, cover my midriff, cover my buttocks. (In other words, boobs, belly, butt. [Only we’re not … Continue reading
My body cannot take much more of this exhaustion. Every morning that I wake up to the sound of my phone’s alarm, I think, “If it is really time to get out of bed I’ll kill myself.” The days are … Continue reading
One-word Wednesday: Ow. No, that’s not just a dirty thumbnail. The pointer finger, on the other hand {ha! Get it? Other hand?} is dirty (dirty with seven hours’ worth of spray paint); but the thumbnail is nothin’ but a nice … Continue reading
A recent map of visitors to Archives of Our Lives looks something like this: And when I say “recent” I mean mere minutes ago. And when I say “something like this,” I mean exactly. I’m thinking Archives of Our Lives … Continue reading