Self-Destruction
Financial Crisis!
Last night I actually kissed a piece of mail for the first time.
I got my check for my 2nd job. It was 5 days late. I kissed it because I had been freaking out all week. I don’t get paid until next Wednesday and I had $30 in my bank account and no food. There [...]
More Reasons to Keep My Damn Mouth Shut
I spent a long, long day at Bumbershoot, Seattle’s excellent arts, comedy and music festival, where we saw many, many excellent bands. My friend EZ and I had decided to see the guys from Human Giant as our comedy selection, but it turned out David Cross was a surprise addition to the comedy lineup. [...]
What ails ye?
On a whim, I went back into our archives and looked up everything in the category ‘decrepit’.
From the post ‘Utterly, Disgustingly Decrepit’:
Then lo, this morning, I woke up by getting a Charlie horse in my right calf muscle. It was so fucking painful I wanted to die.
So now I’m limping on BOTH SIDES of my [...]
Even my body hates me (or, ESPECIALLY my body hates me)
Last week I went to the doctor, all wheezy from some asthma caused by seasonal allergies. Thinking I’d just get prescribed another inhaler, I told the doctor the issue, she listened to my breathing, and then freaked the hell out and put me on a steroidal medication to try and get the inflamation in [...]
Jager is not for 23 year olds
There are few things sadder than waking up on your friend’s couch with your makeup still half on, realizing you did a shot of Jager last night like a fucking 18 year old sororiety girl.
The first time I was ever drunk I was actually 17, but the liquor of choice was Jager and peach schnapps. [...]