Posts that will get me hate mail – Page 2

It’s going to be okay.

UPDATED: It’s the morning after now and I feel like I got hit with a truck. But what I said in this post is still valid and I stand behind it. I’m updating this post though with a very helpful comment was left on my last Facebook post and I’m sharing it here in caseContinue reading “It’s going to be okay.”

This isn’t a real post

This isn’t a real post. Just checking in to say a few things that I have on my list of things to write about but that I haven’t written about because I haven’t had time to make into a polished post because I’ve been working on my next book (FINALLY MY BRAIN IS ALMOST WORKINGContinue reading “This isn’t a real post”

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?”

How to make Facebook actually great again. For the first time. #IWOKEUPLIKETHIS

So I just heard Facebook is changing its algorithm again and I’m not sure what that means but if we’re judging from past changes it’ll just mean that it’ll suck more. Which is sad because there’s a lot of great stuff on Facebook, but you often have to wade though a lot of bullshit beforeContinue reading “How to make Facebook actually great again. For the first time. #IWOKEUPLIKETHIS”

Kids today, right?

Things I wrote on my phone at 2am and then later found and read and wondered if maybe I need to cut back on my sleeping pills: It’s weird that kids will walk for miles just to see a dead body in a ravine when they could just walk into a funeral home and look atContinue reading “Kids today, right?”

The happiest four words. The saddest four words.

Conversation with Victor at lunch: Victor: I read something about a contest where you have to come up with the saddest story in just four words, and I think I’ve nailed it. me: Okay. Hit me. Victor: “She loved someone else.” me: Ooh, that is a good one. How about… “She’d forgotten his smell”. Victor:Continue reading “The happiest four words. The saddest four words.”