Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
Are you patriotic? What does being patriotic mean to you?
Oh, what the fuck is this shit?
You’re asking the person who got in trouble multiple times for not standing up for the Pledge of Allegiance in high school after 9/11.
Fuck. No. I am not patriotic. I think being all “fuck yeah, America is great” is a symptom of brainwashed fuckwits.
Being patriotic to me is laughable. Mockable even.
Fuck America and it’s for-profit bullshit. I’d be an ex-pat any day.
14,111 Days Alive
3 Bowls of Chicken Caesar Salad Made for Dinner
1 More Day Till the Weekend
Man, yesterday was wretched. I ended up sleeping almost eleven hours last night.
Continue reading “Of Caesar and Cackling”Have you ever unintentionally broken the law?
Not that I’m aware of?
If there was a biography about you, what would the title be?
Pancakes, Forgiveness, and Other Things I’m Bad At
What were your parents doing at your age?
At my current age of 39, my father was doing fuck if I know.
My mother was coming off postpartum depression from my youngest brother’s birth.
Beyond that? It is a mystery.
If you had the power to change one law, what would it be and why?
You know those moronic laws that outlaw being gay? That entire category of legislation can die in a dumpster fire.
Write about your dream home.
My dream home is a small cottage. One and a half bathrooms to the ratio of two bedrooms. A kitchen that isn’t too small, with an actual, functional hearth in it. Or a wood stove. With a low maintenance, edible garden my brother Aaron and I teamed up to create outside, and a Dutch door painted either cherry red to welcome travelers or purple to let everyone know a witch lives here.
Maybe a tree that’s perfect to climb up and read in on lazy days, and a hammock for in the summer.
A home filled with laughter, love, and the occasional cat whisker.
14,106 Days Alive
38 Monster/Kitchen Sink Cookies Made
1 Beautiful Bouquet Received
I got flowers!!! A lovely bouquet of rainbow alstroemeria from my darling Mellon! That was honestly all I wanted for Valentine’s Day.
Continue reading “Of Baking and Bouquets”You get some great, amazingly fantastic news. What’s the first thing you do?
If I got some splendid news, I’d tell my dear ones about it. Mellon, J, Reffie, and Chele, most likely. Depending on what time of day I got the news, I’d tell my sibs and Grandma Gator.
What’s your favorite candy?
All right, I know I’m going to get some flack for this but my favorite candy is black licorice.
Yes, I know, it’s gross to a lot of people. I am not one of them.
Do you need a break? From what?
I need a break from work stress.
The most important invention in your lifetime is…
The internet, as we know it today.
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