Tag: insecurity

*Cringe*

Note on the picture: I have a pink IPod like the one the pig has. I hate it with a passion. On down moments from writing, I will plot new and innovative ways to bring its destruction. So, I am in a strange position that I haven’t been in a long time. I should have …

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In Dreams

In general, I have really vivid dreams that play out like movies, or well-made video games. Most mornings I remember them and  slap myself on the forehead for being such a weirdo in my mind.  Sometimes they are fantastic and kind of cool, like the dream where I got sent to the future with a …

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Plans? Silly Woman!

In my mind, I was going to write this epic year in review post that was moving and insightful and summed up every awesome thing I have ever written. Turns out I did that already with my 100th Blog post. Oh yeah, Kathleen linked this to me and, since this is my damn blog, I …

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A Whole Jumble of Things

So, Thursday, we meet again… I am pretty sure right now I would be utterly incapable of writing coherent, good things, so I am just going to say things at my blog and call it done. I am trying to normalize my hours. I am failing miserably. To be honest, I am not even entirely …

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