Archive for February, 2012

Photos. A life.

I’ve always been pretty bad about taking pictures. I feel ridiculous in them. (This post is so close to my truth that I did that snortle-sob thing you do when a dagger-stab of recognition takes you unawares on the train during rush hour.) I used to own a Pentax K-1000, the beginner’s tool back in […]

In other news, I am 34.

For the record, I had the most fantastic birthday, brought to me by the letters B and F, who cleverly drew all of my local beloveds into a karaoke spectacular. I had a head cold which dampened my extremely limited talents further, natch, and a metric fuckton of fun. Is this real life? I hope […]

Back in therapy, as promised.

For some people, therapy is an admission of weakness, an inability to manage your issues on your own. For others, it’s a lifeline when you can’t manage whatever tom fuckery life has painted you with. For me, it feels like personal, emotional homework. I pretty much always need this homework. I’ve gotten to a stage […]