Elvis guitar magnet. Part of a big set that Emily gave me (I think?). Izzy enjoyed it for a bit. Throwing it out.
The computer stared blankly back at me. I wondered for a moment if it saw the bags under my eyes. If it could smell my arm pits after I hadn’t showered in three days. Did it care that my teeth... Continue Reading →
Waaaaaay too long since an update here. Only excuse I have is job search. I am hopeful. Seven interviews for five jobs in last few weeks, including one today. Anyways, this charger for my laptop gets tossed today. My son... Continue Reading →
This parking pass is from my then minimum wage job, now $7.75/hr. job... I figured I'd be there at most a couple months. Then I'd have a new full-time gig writing or editing and be done. With a new career!... Continue Reading →
I got off my ass today. Two days after weighing myself and seeing 242. I only was that high once before - 2005-06. I got back to 198, but that was drinking, not eating, exercising, and crying... I'll be the... Continue Reading →
May try some ketchup today.... This book mocks me... In headier times, I bought it. Those solitary days (and nights) of living alone, drinking, eating, listening to music, watching movies, and reading. I'm a dad now, which means I know... Continue Reading →
Two years ago I woke up in the morning later than usual as Izzy actually let us sleep in. I rubbed my eyes and went outside to enjoy the morning air with my phone in tow. I'd noticed I had... Continue Reading →
This one was easy...And hard... My second favorite pair of plaid shorts. Ripped. While playing with my son today. I wore them for hours afterwards, because "there's no way they really just ripped." Derp.
Jek Porkins. Bought this years ago. Put it on my desk at work at the Sun Journal. Those days died. Since, it's been on a shelf. Giving it to my son Izzy to destroy now.
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