Being bad has it’s bonuses and all. I’m thinking in particular about the feeling you get after a long, enjoyable session of cannibalism. The only thing about being bad is that it tends to suck is the guilt arena. Kidding about the...
Category - Thoughts
A tarp once tried to kill me. In order to prevent this from being overly dramatic, I will first say that I didn’t actually die (spoilers!). It was a relatively calm summer day when me and two dearest friends decided to set up the new...
I always wanted to be a good person. It’s an old intention of mine—the kind that grows on the intellect like barnacles on a ship. But even as my desire for this goodness has grown and sometimes waned over the course of my life, I...
I’ve grown up with you, I’ve bumped in to you on the street, I’ve listened in to your conversations as a stranger, I’ve met you at the park for picnics, I’ve even read the posts on your wall. Do I have your...
I won’t be a jerk and say you aren’t interesting—you have enough imaginary people telling you that—but I will say you should stop trying to be. It’s this problem you weren’t aware you had, and yes, it really...
Part 1 here. This article may shock some of you, but hopefully the shock is analogous to being charged with defibrillators, which is an act of life giving, or wakefulness, as opposed to the kind of shock one experiences with a fork and a...
If you think you aren’t one of these “creative” people I’m going to talk about, feel free to close the laptop and ask the person nearest to you if they would kindly slap you upside the head. Every single one of us is...
I’m just going to go ahead and let this out of the box. For those of you who didn’t already know or couldn’t tell from my dangerously egotistical about me page, I am a twenty-something. Are you feeling sorry for me yet? If...