I think that caption sums up my life right now. I have a job I like albeit temporary, I got a decent income flow, my siblings are happy, I have a schedule that keeps me ridiculously busy during the day so I’m never bored, starting a new business flow, and I don’t really have any problems. I know saying that just now was a pretty major jinx, but still saying it.
Life is good.
I don’t know how long it’ll last, but it is good.
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What is your anxiety reducing state of mind? Where do you run to when you need to breathe? What allows you to purge your negative feelings, your stress, your sadness? What shields you from everything? For me, it would be my beanie.
My hats have superpowers. Continue Reading
…..I love how my first post back is a damn rant. Please still love me after this one :)…..
There’s the age old saying: “Respect your elders because they have wisdom you can learn from.” That is something our parents have drilled into us since we began to consciously retain information. While I can appreciate the meaning behind this, it’s not entirely accurate. Actually, I straight up call bullshit. Just because you are older than me, doesn’t make you wiser and therefore demanding of my respect. It doesn’t mean you possess some sage advice I can learn that will help me along my way.
Your age alone will not coerce any additional respect from me, but I will congratulate you making it as far as you did. Continue Reading
I know it’s been a while. Currently undergoing a major over haul of things. Adding 2 new pages with 2 new and exciting ventures. Hopefully in time for a full blog re-launch on the 1st of February. I miss conversation with you guys, but returning to the blogosphere really soon.
Currently stuck at work in a blizzard in NYC too lol.
Til next time. Stay frosty.
Love is not something I hand out easily. It takes a whole lot to trust enough to be able to let my guard down and expose my soft interior. My love is a degree further beyond that, but the spanse is far away. So far away that “on the horizon” doesn’t apply here. Unreachable by any conceivable means, but when you hit it…it’s more the impact to myself that I have to brace myself for. Continue Reading
2 things inspired this post. First was a discussion with my awesome coworker who has been training and teaching me. The other was this bitch who decided to pop off at the mouth about how picking up her kid’s puke was not her job.
Well it ain’t mine either you uppity, cunt-faced whore. Continue Reading
Boi Growing Up 