This blog—my labor of shameless love and excessive misery—is now four years old. Truly, the miracle to be celebrated here is that I am neither dead nor imprisoned, impoverished, or running an underground Bejeweled gambling ring. I’m sure the burning question, then, is what I have to show for it.
God I’m so boring these days I feel unworthy of authoring this blog. I have no complaints! Still broke, though, despite promotion at work (dem credit cards, doe). I got a dog who, despite his advanced heartworm, is the most perfect being ever to traverse this earth. I got a promotion—the honest way—and I work […]
I’m going to be completely honest. The only reason why I haven’t maintained this blog is because I’ve stopped expending my best efforts on finding ways to not work and just resigned myself to being an adult, working for my own money, paying my own bills, and investing in my career and personal pursuits. I’m […]