the horse blinds that is routine
“Stop chewing everyone can hear you.” she hisses quietly to her side, that is, me. My mouth abruptly stops, and attempt to grind the chips …
“Stop chewing everyone can hear you.” she hisses quietly to her side, that is, me. My mouth abruptly stops, and attempt to grind the chips …
I’m not going to pretend that I know anything about the economics of the print media, what more its online reincarnation, so if you have …
I spend… eh, about half of my time in the room. Sometimes when I’m bored, I go crazy and do random stuff like this: Most of the …
Debates and discussion are things which in the past few years I’ve realized are of little value. It seems the most prominent advocates in either sides …
Pearl and Janet hurdled outside the store, tucking their arms into their jacket pockets against the cold. “Not getting fried chicken stench on my hair,” …
I’ve given her too much power. Number 10 has the ability to break or make my day, starve me of interaction, command my mood, or …
I don’t know where to start with this. Well first of all, let me introduce to you Pearl’s butt (she says “hi!”), who will later be …
dead zombie leaves need to be killed *again* *kick* Hmm… *kicks again* *gets bored* sometimes, a shoe lace dares.
Surrounded with drink, merry-making, and noise, a million people, and yet nobody to share the soul with; One finds solace in music.
A few months ago the doubt of entering an office job for the rest of my life loomed above my head. I was depressed, without …