Nothing to fear but.
I’m unsure why it’s starting this way, but it could start better than this.
January 19, 2009 · Leave a comment
Open Letter to the Ugly Old Hag Who Is Directly Responsible for My Wife Coming Home in Tears.
Whatever your name was, it remains unloved.
January 16, 2009 · Leave a comment
One man’s trash is another man’s memory.
A resurfaced piece of relevant nostalgia.
January 16, 2009 · Leave a comment
Message to remember the next time I’m being an idiot.
A reminder to myself.
January 11, 2009 · Leave a comment
Creative Control 