I woke up this morning to more Twitter dudes with 30 followers calling me ugly. One asked me why I looked like a obese cancer patient. Because I want to, fucker. This afternoon a friend…
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Day 78 of 200: A Rando Called Me Ugly & I Can’t Shake it
Usually when a troll drives-by to tell me I’m ugly, I let it roll off my back. I don’t care what randos think. I don’t care about today’s rando either. However, I am furious that…
Day 77 of 200: Reasons I Cried Today
For the record, I define “cry” as tears falling from your eyes. It could be one or two that slip out or an eye-glass-splashing tsunami of tears. 1.) Because I was singing along with the…
Day 76 of 200: Some Minor Updates
Update to Day 64: My bowl of glow-in-the-dark candy actually DOES glow in the dark. I discovered this by shining my iPhone’s flashlight on a recently-eaten Kit Kat. I cannot tell you how much this…
Day 75 of 200: The Goldilocks of Coffee Makers
When times are trash and I’m full of despair I like to buy things to shove into the hole in my soul. Usually, I’m much too broke to do this. However, since I spent the…
Day 74 of 200: The 3 Breakfast Day
What were you doing when the freedom left your body as the motherfuckers in the Senate voted to confirm Judge Beer Bong Rapist? I was probably eating breakfast. This isn’t much of a stretch as…