Here's the thing. I really am a believer in not giving a fuck. Because when you don't give a fuck, amazing things happen. You can't not give a fuck about anything - unless your sociopath, of course - but you certainly not give a fuck about societal norms, people who think what you do with … Continue reading Jim Gaffigan and Not Giving a Fuck
Have you ever considered that you can be right without holding a poor opinion of those who are wrong?
Okay, I'm going to throw myself in the ring to illustrate a point about social conditioned attitudes towards women that I've often tried to explain to others. This morning, I'm working from a coffee shop, getting my work stuff done while Ascher plays. In the coffee shop, there is a separate room with a door … Continue reading Self-Awareness: It Sucks But It’s Important
Fuck renewable energy...what about renewable time??
I've made a decision. It's a pretty huge one. I'm still trying to process it, actually, because my brain has been stuck in this same rut for so long that it doesn't know how to think in another way. In some ways, I feel like I'm cutting off my right arm but it makes me … Continue reading Incredibly Important Announcement of Epic Proportions Such That I Might Never Be the Same
Sometimes I go too far. Sometimes I get a little over enthusiastic. I want people to open up to me. I want them to spill their deepest darkest secrets. I want them to rip their bodies open so I can climb in and cuddle their organs and suck their blood. But maybe not everyone wants … Continue reading You’re Basically Fucked
When confirming with a male colleague that they've uploaded a certain document to an application, asking "did you get it up?" is not the best choice of words...
I should probably post this under "Recent Revelations" but I like this title better. Something occurred to me today but before I go into details let me say this: I love reading romance novels. I love writing them even more, but I do love reading them when I can find the time. I love to … Continue reading Romance Novels: It’s All About Me
It has dawned on me that my relationships with my dear friends who are religious will always exist within a framework in which I am forever trying to convince them to accept and live with spilt milk, and they are forever trying to convince me to clean it up!