Diary

Dear Diary, As many of you know, Steam is having a Summer sale. I’ve posted about it. Complained about it. Checked it out about twice a day since it started. And as a lot of you know, I’m also a hardcore gamer. Usually these two things would be a deadly combination, but my willpower is…

Dear Diary, I’m not entirely recovered from Anne’s murder attempt yet (AKA the onslaught of malady that has been relentlessly attacking me these past few days), but I’m going absolutely crazy not doing anything creative so- Hi! 🤗 I caught up on all my tasks that had been building up (and they were legion) and…

Dear Diary, Want to know what the hardest part about being me is? My tenacity. Some people try and put a negative spin on it by calling it stubbornness, but then some people believe in the Flying Spaghetti Monster, so… Why is my tenacity the hardest thing about being me? Well, when it comes to…

I went to the store for my best friend and I got her 211 from 7Eleven and I got me some ice cream lighter and my cigarette I won for staying up long. I watched Alexa a way today. And she is eating last pizza from Papa John’s we didn’t like the pizza. How is…

Dear Diary, Yesterday was not my favorite #ButtNakedSunday by a long shot. I spent it naked, yes (as my Patreon subscribers can see), but I also spent it fighting a budding migraine. It started the night before, and yesterday it decided to blossom. The only thing that seemed to make it go away was standing…

Dear Diary, Yeah, I started it. Not that I meant to, of course (😇), but once I commit to something, it’s hard for me to back down. See, it all started because Anne and I were curious as to what would happen if I put orange juice in my vaporizer. I put coffee in it…

Dear Diary, Imagine oatmeal. Freshly cooked, in a bowl, with nothing else added. Now imagine letting that oatmeal cool on the counter until it solidifies a bit, and then pick its bowl up and turn it over until it plops out all over the counter. That’s how my brain feels right now. 😳 I spent…

Dear Diary, I’ve determined that there’s a spring or six loose in my internal clock: I went to bed last night at 6PM because I was just exhausted and woke up this morning around 1AM feeling completely rested and alert. So, of course, I jumped on the computer and started writing, which I did for…

Dear Diary, This has been a day of music. Everything Anne and I did today seemed to have its own soundtrack, as we constantly played music wherever we were. Grocery shopping, house shopping, cleaning. Everything. Jamming out. Loved it. 🎵 Want to know what I didn’t love? Having only a half-day of writing, since we…