What is life even…

Have you ever fallen asleep at like eight o’clock at night and woke up at like quarter to eleven but before you woke up you sleep texted someone something? You wake up to pee and then half remember that it was a possibility but then you’re all like, ‘well that makes no sense at all’.…

Captain of the struggle bus…

Have you ever had that terrible conundrum where you are physically hungry but mentally not so much? Probably the worst feeling ever because I love to eat food. My tum tums are all grumbly and my belly is yelling at me all, “Put food. into. your face! For the love of God, I’m dying!” But…

Palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy…

Almost falling downstairs? Almost breaking my neck? The inability to pick up my arms ala John McCain (is that in poor taste?) Dying at least three times in a 45 minute period? Must mean I’ve started kickboxing again!! I can’t begin to tell you how much I’ve missed the stress relieving quality of it all.…

Addiction is a powerful thing…

Oh man. It has been quite some time since I last posted. Procrastination sure is a bitch…  I also realized that I did most of my blogging at work and as I now have a job that is not conducive to such activities and I work stupid late hours that are not conducive to me…

This is what I’ve become…

Sleep is elusive these days… I’ve gotten none of it… Annnnnnd this is horse shit!  Working at a bar/restaurant means that you work stupid hours and that means that I’m now up at two a.m. On my days off because why not. The people in the apartment underneath mine moved out, now they’re doing work…