And there’s a home game tonight on campus, which means people will be grilling and drinking and having themselves a good ‘ol time RIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF MY OFFICE. Bah.
I’m going to go ahead and put soup in a bread bowl up there next to the internet as best inventions.
So there.
Having read the 2340918724671 feeds & news I’ve missed in the last couple of day, the only thing I’ve gleaned from it is that Dooce and I have the same flip flops.
I’m not shy when it comes to my personal experiences with anxiety-related depression. However, there are two distinct camps on the topic of depression: those that do something about it, and those that don’t. I find myself in the former, taking my little pill every day (it’s getting smaller, too!), having done […]
I don’t know what the deal is with me, but I’ve been feeling like ass all week. I thought it was a sinus infection, but now my whole body hurts. I don’t do sick well. Bitch moan, bitch moan, whine. I just hope my head doesn’t feel like exploding when I […]