How I Developed My Allergy to Offices

Typing one-handed is difficult, but for some unknown reason, typing one-handed while holding half of a grapefruit in the other is twice as difficult.

The day you celebrate how long you’ve had a mom… or something like that. I saw mine. And my sister – also a mom. And my Aunt Mary – a surrogate mom. And a lady that I haven’t seen since I was a teenager – a mom, but not related to me at all in…

– OR – A Blog in Which I Share My Unsolicited Opinion While Complaining About Other People’s Opinions Busy. Busy. Busy. Lot of writing going on up in here. Which makes it hard to blog. More writing?, my mind thinks. You’ve written seven hours today. How about zoning out instead? Watch some Myka and HG. Look at…