I’m not a big fan of the sun, temperatures over 100°F (38°C), large groups of people, or walking […]
Author: goldfish
Hello! I have returned from my cross-country trek. Like an idiot, I drove from Los Angeles, California to […]
Hi there. Come on in and set a spell. I’m not really up for company today since I […]
I’ve been smoking cigarettes since I was 16. If I could go back in time and emphatically tell […]
There’s a thing called taste freeze where you stop listening to new music as you age. Data show […]
Today is the first anniversary of Male’s death. Though he died two years ago, he has two death […]
2017 has been much like a car crash; I don’t want to look, but an anthropological imperative buried […]
Hiya. Come on in and grab a cup. I’m not sure that I have any clean cups left […]
I wasn’t going to write about the Trump presidency, because there’s just too much to write about. There […]
Hello, my peoples! Come on in and set a spell. It’s been a while since I did one […]
I was hanging out with some friends the other night and one of them, whom I’ve only known […]
Unless I become very inspired, this is most likely the last post of the year, but it might […]
I wasn’t going to write about this, because I still can’t entirely wrap my mind around the far-reaching […]
I cannot forgive–neither the pedophile nor my family for not protecting me–so I cannot move on. I’m not […]
On March 16, 2015, I slammed into a wall. That wall was the death of my beloved. Fifteen […]
Other than a swipe here and there, I’ve largely stayed silent on this American presidential election cycle, because […]
