I fucking hated the years between 5 and 15. 16 to 25 were hit and miss. Now I’m 34 and I think I’m getting the hang of it. Maybe. I had a few… Read More →
A terrifying thing happened to me last week. I received this email. The Client wants to SEE MY FACE. I mean, he’s seen it on Facebook and stuff. And I’ve spoken to him… Read More →
I’m done. They let me loose. Graduated Stigma cum Loud. Now I have to DO SOMETHING. Get work, or apply for financial assistance, or start a counterfeit operation. Gotta find a hobby. Gotta leave the… Read More →
Reblogged from depression comix: Genius.
CRAP. I thought I could, but I can’t. It’s not you, it’s me. Trust me. It really is me. A dear friend is moving today, and I offered to help, because that’s what good friends… Read More →
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