A box is still a box

There’s this box that the cats keep sitting in because it’s an empty box and cats have to put their buttholes on cardboard, I guess, but Victor was trying to make me laugh because I’ve been sort of down and so he was like, “Move over, cats.  That looks like fun.  I’m gonna sit inContinue reading “A box is still a box”

There is a line. And I’m not sure if it’s been crossed but maybe we’re standing on it?

I’ve had a lot of people send me links to this auction where a woman is selling a purse made out of a dead cat (it was already dead if that makes it less awful for you) and half of the people are like, “THIS IS AWESOME AND I TOTALLY THOUGHT OF YOU” and the otherContinue reading “There is a line. And I’m not sure if it’s been crossed but maybe we’re standing on it?”

One year ago

On Friday I saw my shrink and she told me that my Imposter Syndrome was out of control and that I need to stop beating myself up all the time and instead focus on the moments that make me happy.  It was very good advice and I went on twitter and did a photo flashbackContinue reading “One year ago”