This is a personal post. If you don’t know me personally, and have no desire to, here’s a pretty song you can listen to instead.

A new chapter of my life is beginning, and to keep things exciting, nothing is going as planned. The goals are the same — to move to Seattle, to find my creative voice, to befriend my own kind, and to settle in a place I can call home — but the path in front of me keeps changing. I’m doing something I swore I would never do. I won’t be ready to talk about the details until everything is finalized, although I can say I’m not entering the sex trade, selling a kidney on the black market, or breeding designer cats.

It remains to be seen whether the adventure that lies ahead is worth the sacrifices I’m about to make. On the bright side, I don’t have much to lose but have everything to gain.

My hope is that this chapter won’t be a lonely one — that I can meet some of you lovely people face to face, collaborate with others to make the world a little brighter, and perhaps even find a companion to share all of this with.

Seattle, I’ll be seeing you very soon. Until then, please forgive me for excessive sarcasm; it’s the only way I know how to cope when I’m feeling vulnerable and out of place.

I don’t regret dropping out of college, because structured learning just isn’t for me, but goddamn it’s hard to find a new job when you don’t have that piece of paper. It doesn’t matter how hard you’ve worked, how intelligent you are, how adept you’ve proven yourself to be — it’s all about the degree.

All I want in life’s a little bit of love

To take the pain away


May the Force always answer.

Twitter makes it impossible for me to deny that I’m an idiot. Twitter makes it impossible for me to deny that I’m an idiot.

Twitter makes it impossible for me to deny that I’m an idiot.

Web-based business.


Click here to watch Stephen Colbert react to President Obama’s so-called “latte salute.”



This brief was published in the Sept. 25, 1912, edition of The Bryan Daily Eagle and Pilot, a newspaper in Bryan, Tex.


You’re an anarchist, Charlie Brown.


You’re an anarchist, Charlie Brown.

jrdskinner replied to your post “While trying to shut down my brain enough to drift off to sleep last…”

*slow clap*

Thank you, thank you. *bows* *curtsies* *drops mic* *pirouettes off stage*

While trying to shut down my brain enough to drift off to sleep last night, I pictured an old man on his deathbed, surrounded by his loved ones.

"He won’t last long," the doctor tells the family.

The old man musters the last of his strength to beckon his family. He opens and closes his mouth several times, struggling to form the words that once came so easily. Finally, with a stuttered breath, he utters his dying words:

"That’s what she said.”

And then I giggled for like 10 minutes. This is probably why I’m alone.

"I no longer have the energy for meaningless friendships, forced interactions or unnecessary conversations. If we don’t vibrate on the same frequency there’s just no reason for us to waste our time. I’d rather have no one and wait for substance than to not feel someone and fake the funk."
— Joquesse Eugenia (via diveinme)

(Source: wnderlst)

Current mood: Succubus.

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