I finally get to blog over at Vox. Somehow, I feel like I’ve won something. (I could have felt this way a few days ago if Joe would have looked at his account a little sooner….*cough)
A rather large bug hit my windshield the other day which resulted in about a two inch, slightly transparent, green gut smear to the right of my eye-line. I reached for the wipers and fluid to swish-swish him away but instead put my hand back down on my leg and had a moment of silence for him. I wonder why I did that.
Yesterday I kept smelling tuna sandwiches with green onions on soft, crustless, white bread. I realized I missed my dad.
Being authentic is one of the hardest things I do. Everyday I remember that it is completely worthwhile.
Feeling lonely and having a great life are not mutually exclusive.
Can we just all agree to leave Britney Spears alone now? Please?
I really miss having a digital camera. More on that later this week.
This game was featured on a few sites a couple of weeks ago. It is addicting. I’ve beaten it twice.