I don’t hate my season. I’m trying not to hate anything - mixed results so far. I feel like I’m a dead weight on train tracks. I’m not...

You’re posing somewhere chic.Your teeth are as white as its walls. Your hair is perfectly coifed. It doesn’t get caught in your teeth in...

Midnight snapshot: Currently staring at the split ends in my hair. The dryer is running. Mallory is staring intently out the rear window...

I’m running on fumes, but today is still better than yesterday. Thursday was a day of necessary crying and medication induced nausea....

Won’t go into detail, but I met an impressive person yesterday. A “helper.“ Spent less than 15 minutes with her but she left her mark....

Golly - effing - gee. I would start from the beginning, but I don’t know which beginning to pick. So this is what the GOOD “now“ looks...

Mally has been meowing excessively tonight and it’s been driving me nuts. She doesn’t sound sick or hurt, just bored. Cry me a river,...

“Perhaps when you find yourself wanting everything, it is because you are dangerously close to wanting nothing.” Or however that quote...

Thoughts on nostalgia: I’ve been nostalgic for a person lately. Yet it might really be me missing the era.… The last years I was really...

I pulled out my phone thinking I was going to type out “I hate this season.” I’ve said that before. But you know what? It doesn’t feel...

WELL kids, all is NOT well. Medical chaos has erupted. It’s not happening to me, but a beloved someone very close to yours truly. It’s...

Years ago, I found a tabloid that had an article about “the diaries of Anna Nicole Smith.” (Isn’t it weird how she died and we all forgot...

Listening to “6th Avenue Heartache“ on repeat. You know that one. Bob Dylan’s son sings it. “I got my fingers crossed on a shooting...

.i How many ways can one girl find to dress up tiny stories about the same life experiences over and over again? Stay tuned. It was an...

I cried for awhile today. I don’t like my season. It also rained. Spring is not the season that is bothering me though. I’m scared of...

It’s difficult to start out writing an essay which immediately delves into the topic of your own potential greatness. Most of us,...

It‘s Cinco de Mayo for another hour, followed by my best friend’s birthday Friday, and it all ends with Mother‘s Day on Sunday. SNAZZY....

My second love ate my first. And I’ve always assumed that I’m supposed to feel bad about that. I get bored these days. It’s been awhile....

I‘m a ride or die Leo fan, but I was never able to finish Gangs of New York. Not that it’s a bad movie. ANYWAYS... I decided to Google...

Here is a story about a questionable description about me from a family member. And other things. (SIDE NOTE: my inbox is always open.)...