Going Postal

A puppy took a nosedive into my eye socket.  This was two days ago and my eye has yet to recover.  I look like a carebear pirate.  Life is fun.  Sometimes it's not.  I've been doing a lot of research this week due to the shootings.  Did you know that the term 'going postal' refers... Continue Reading →

I’ll Fly Away

My mom called me in early December to tell me that she wanted to buy my flight home for the holidays.  I did not see that coming.  #lakme for the perfectly executed ambush.  So naturally I just started crying my eyes out while I was sitting by myself at work like some kind of emotionally... Continue Reading →

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