“Have you seen the mail?” she said. No, I hadn’t seen the mail. I hadn’t seen the mail because on
Maybe I’d accepted my situation in life— given up, become complacent. Maybe it’s because I need the money and I would take any insult flung at me. Maybe, like Hugh Macleod, I have an evil plan.
I didn’t even plan it. We were hanging out at the mall. I think we’d gone to see a movie.
So I ate some fruit scones. It’d been a year since I tried some. They’re glorious. I ate them in moderation. I’m doing everything in moderation these days. I think I’m good, thank you.
Hello, Hypocrite here. How’re you doing? I joined a gym but here I am, saying perhaps you shouldn’t do what
Where were you when you heard that Whitney died? I remember where I was. It was a Sunday; I was
1. You know the meaning of life already. Picasso* said, “The meaning of life is to find your gift. The
But I’m learning there’s already a more natural way to DOSE myself. If I do it right, I’ll get the perfect combination of happiness chemicals to burst into the zone of insane creativity.
I’ve got scars on my legs. One of them is particularly obvious when I’m not wearing a sock on the
It’s been six years since I’ve had any conversations with this man but immediately he picks up the phone, he