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Volunteer Therapy

I have been volunteering at the school office, doing some admin. This is actually therapy. Whenever I walk in the door, I start to sweat. When I was in High School, I did my best to buck the Status Quo. This felt like a necessity… If you aren’t fitting in, why not...

Smile for the Camera!

We all make mistakes, some of which get caught on film. This means you, unicorn man-friend.    This photo may come back to haunt you, mysteriously appearing in Excel spreadsheets at work, much to the snickering of your fellow colleagues. Your best mate might put it on...

Goodbye, SPAM.

Today I had the daunting realization that I must change my email. Not to get away from the creditors, or even the penis enlargement people who spam me every day. I have to dump my email because it is connected to my main tv/internet service provider, and the service...

Brought to you by the letter F

As a child, I thought almost anything was a sign from God. A butterfly, a bird, an object found on the ground, these things were trying to tell me something, and it was my job to discover what that was. “Look! A clue!” I’d exclaim, remarking on a...

Midlife Crisis, Part 2

The package was sitting on the doorstep, a neat, perfunctory rectangle with no real identifying insignia. “Mom, what did you get?” The kids ask. They usually get presents in packages, so anything in a box must be really good. I look at it. It has my name on it, but...