The scariest moment of my life (for once not an exaggeration) and why I am the worst person to be around when shiz goes down

  Guns don’t always scare me. I’ve shot them from time to time, and I’ve actually enjoyed it. I am from Texas  after all. I do however, have an extremely deep seated fear of being shot with one, despite the fact that  (Mom, Auntie Linda, and P.J.) please skip over the next sentence) I once [...]

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The World is a stage, too bad nobody wants to watch.

I blame my parents for putting me in dance classes and theater  at such a young age, but I truly believe that I was born to be on stage. Even if that stage is just a tiny stage at the front of a bar, or heck, the driver’s seat of my car. I’m one of [...]

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I know you are but what am I?

Not to be a cliche, but today has been one of those days where all I want to do is sit in a room filled with 80′s movie posters, play knock out with my pillow and blare The Smiths. To be more specific, my co-worker just brought me a cup of Starbucks, I grabbed it [...]

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I don’t care what you eat

I guess it’s time again for me to share with you something that really, really annoys me. I want to preface this with the fact that I am well aware that what I’m doing on this blog may not interest you in the tiniest bit. You may have come across this page and criticized my [...]

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