Revival

It's Sundurday Octember eleventy-five in the year of the 12th circle of hell. Please direct me to where I can submit my resignation. I've been on this ride for almost 10 months - I have vertigo, dejavu, symptoms of mild depression, characteristics of a sloth and what some might call an (insert air quotes here)... Continue Reading →

Last Dance

Remember that one time I signed up for a HIIT class, totally forgot, was reminded a minute before it started and was for sure still in bed eating a sandwich?  Yes, you read that correctly and no, I don't need your judgement.  I only threw up in my mouth twice.  Then I laid on the... Continue Reading →

too hot for quarantine

Happy 'wtf is it so hot?' Thursday.  Just over here making a list of exit strategies for zoom.  'My computer died' has run its course.  People are getting suspicious.  It's like running into someone in the grocery aisle and there's no conversation to be had, so your only option is to jump into a pile... Continue Reading →

Quarantime

I don't know what day it is.  I for sure don't know what time it is.  I haven't been outside of my apartment in days.  I don't know who's touched what or why anything or if I'll ever have sex again.  The love of my life is somewhere out there and now I might never... Continue Reading →

Scary Movie Life

Well it's happened.  I am living my nightmare, starring in my own horror film.  Something I never thought possible.  (sigh) I didn't have a single sip of alcohol on St. Patrick's Day.  I'm a failure to myself, my family and all of Ireland.  I feel shame.  I don't even know who I am anymore.  This... Continue Reading →

An Ember in the Night

Another week into 2020 and here we are.  I cannot express to you how boring my life is right now.  I cook, I sleep, I work, I write.  Rinse.  Repeat.  My social life has taken a real hit.  And by real hit, I mean it's non-existent.  On one hand it's quite relieving to say no... Continue Reading →

Dance & Eat Cake

I have been a writing maniac.  Between reading, writing, working and sleeping - the social butterfly you know and love has been laying pretty low.  I had every intention of executing a sober September.  It was wildly unsuccessful.  Apparently I was laying low like a lion ready to pounce.  Mufasa Syndrome.  But when adventure falls... Continue Reading →

Superstar

We see them on red carpets, on the big screens, and through the television in our own homes.  We buy magazines because their face is on it, books because they wrote them, and products because they endorsed them.  They made it.  They can officially claim the term celebrity.  And while I feel a bit of... Continue Reading →

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