Dilettante, gadabout, ne'er do well, etc...
With everything going on, I think I’ve already said that I pretty much only leave my apartment maybe once a week, and my building maybe once every two weeks. I mean, it’s the safer option during a pandemic, right? And...
So… this pandemic pretty much sucks, am I right? I mean, for the most part, I’m “OK”. There is a lot that I can’t really complain about in terms of my well-being, externally anyway. I’m employed, I have a place...
So, a funny thing happened as I was on my way out to Sunday lunch with a friend: I checked my e-mail. It’s actually not something I do all that often in the evenings or weekends, but there were a...
It’s actually not that special for me to be awake before sunrise. At some point, years ago, I started coming into work early. I start my day around 7a or so, so I can leave 3ish or 4ish and the...
It isn’t that I don’t like people, it’s just that people are weird, and confusing and awful. Ok, so maybe I don’t like people.
I’m not feeling very well today after having a bit of depressive episode over the weekend, but staying at home for a mental health day, this made me laugh.
I said I was going to write about this, so you can’t say I didn’t warn you! I’d like to say that this is a rarity and not the norm, but… boys are dumb.
Co-worker who works offsite for weeks at a time, “Have you lost weight?” And I replied in a deadpan, “Yes, lots.” Mostly because we ain’t friends.
It looks like I’m officially “in remission” now. Is it time to write my book now? “How I Dropped 10 lbs. and was Declared Cancer Free!” Or… maybe not.
Surgery done. I’m recovering. More shirtless bathroom mirror selfies. Still nowhere near as sexy as the thirst traps on Instagram. #sorrynotsorry
