Life

… that writing actually gets *harder* the happier I become? I think it’s just a matter of getting back into constant practice. Giving myself a long break as a reward may not be the best way to manage my new writing all day/writing books all night lifestyle. Because socializing and gym time have to come […]

… but in a good way!

So, the other night, my date brought over a movie called The Gamers. It’s a little D&D cult classic, basically a bunch of college guys with a couple of cameras, who document their D&D game in the basement of their school (which you can watch – in all its cheesy, low budget glory – on

I have survived two death threats, a chronic illness (which, let’s face it, threatens to kill me every day), South Africa, depression, chronic-illness-induced Crazy, the mental breakdowns of loved ones, a job layoff, my parents’ concurrent layoffs when I was still financially dependent on them, several big city and land mass moves, and much more.

Apparently Washington Mutual failed yesterday. I’ve never experienced a Great Depression. I’m not stoked about it. Most things are a lot more fun to read about in history books that to live through.

This has not exactly been the best week. I want a do over…

Due to pool closure, allergies severe enough to keep me home from work on Monday (I’m just now feeling about 80% human), pump failures inducing sugar woes (yesterday was *awful*), and the fact that it’s fit test assessments at work (which means no regular work workouts this week), I’ve decided to take the week off