At Least They're Committed

I am downright perplexed. Tomorrow is College Friday and I can’t for the life of me find any of my favorite Michigan or CU apparel. I’ve cleaned out my closet, dug through the laundry basket, dumped out my drawers, tackled the laundry room and they’re nowhere to be found. I guess it’s a good thing Read more

“There is just nothing sexier than having someone loudly speak the name of the person they’re calling so you can overhear. Are you impressed?” “Oh, hullo. Yes, yes, I do agree in the most sarcastic sense. Absolutely, it has the total opposite effect, like, ew.” “Quite.” “I just heard from EBD that you’re back on Supernatural Read more

I’ve got to just, you know, be by myself more. I was alone again Sunday and I got so much done and I was happy for a few hours. I need it to be that way, is all. They could, you know, tell people I’m crazy. That would, that would be OK, really. I don’t care Read more

As I lay awake at 2:30 a.m. pondering nothing in particular, the word committed popped into my brain and it occurred to me that although it can be used in at least three contexts such as . . .  He committed a crime She was committed to the asylum They are in a committed relationship . Read more

I can’t think of anything to write! Maybe it’s because I write so much at work. Maybe it’s because I’m uninspired. Maybe its because I’m overall boring as of late. Reality seems to be all-consuming and leaving me little time for creative thought. All right. I’ll have to resort to stream of consciousness . . Read more

I’m all alone for hours and hours! And you know what I did? I folded some laundry and hung up the rest and it was awesome. I made dinner for one and it was spectacular. And you know what I learned? You can get paper cuts from a cereal box (I was throwing the box Read more