Coronavirus Diet – Chapter 9 (Fitness Mania)

I've always envied those people whose compulsion lead them to manic exercise. Of all the ways I've been obsessive & compulsive, it would have been cool if I'd chosen a healthy path instead of the crazy, drunk, screamer route. In my late teens I went through a worshiping Rachel McLish phase. In 1990 I used... Continue Reading →

Coronavirus Diet – Chapter 8 (All Laura Ingalls ‘n’shit)

It's like living in a time machine. Little girls are supposed to take typing,and become secretaries, and snag a husband, and have kids, and be a housewife. And housewives are supposed to wake up before everyone else in order to make breakfast. But no one respects that. And housewives are supposed to keep the home... Continue Reading →

Coronavirus Diet Chapter 5 (I guess I lost my job?)

I already have an inferiority complex about my superiority complex. I don't need to be thinking I wished the world would stop - and then it stops! My id cannot handle that kind of coincidence. 

Although to be fair, I'm not really being true to myself if I'm not offending someone.

Gross Polluters

I can stay in my lane all I want, but people are still throwing lit cigarette butts out their windows as they pass... they're still driving under the influence, they're still cutting me off, they're still failing to use signals, and riding their brakes. They're still  right on my ass, leaking oil, and openly carrying. They've... Continue Reading →

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