I broke the pandemic isolation and the world caught fire.* Like three times this month. Honestly, I’m not sorry. I’ve done very well for a whole year, and I was starting to go seriously batty without some sort of stimulation from the outside world. I’ve told myself that once it’s out of my system, I’ll… Continue reading The World Caught Fire Again, That’s My Bad
So it’s been a while. Should we address it? Probably. But honest to god, I’m tired of complaining. Suffice it to say my job and my boss are wearing me down. In fact, I’ve been so low the past several weeks I’ve stopped everything – stopped reading, stopped writing, stopped studying, and just about stopped… Continue reading If I Get Fired, That Would Suck.
and this time... it NOT political....
Our last name is Crabtree, it's a pun and it makes sense. Don't do this.
Growing up, dinner time was a time of togetherness. During the days of landlines, one of us would pick up the phone, take note of the caller, and politely tell them so-and-so would call them back, but I’m sorry, we’re having dinner right now. There was no background TV. There was only family and guests… Continue reading Family Dinner is a Sacred Space
I'm so dramatic, let's be honest. But truly something as mundane as a dental check can stir some real life changes (for the better!).
The "Z" Pile - Noun; the special folder into which one files all failed attempts at relationships and has the ability to be flourished as needed. Ex: "Z Cheating Ass Married Man." see: fuckwit.
The story's already been told, but when you literally watch a historical event unfold, you gotta document (I've chosen to mentally protect myself from the Trump administration, don't @me).
2020's a wash, so... moving on.
It’s almost baffling how removed I am at this time – I’ve taken quarantine to heart. Quarantine has almost been too easy for me. I’m detaching, for better or for worse, and I’m allowing it to happen. “Stay in, keep the crazy out."
Quarantine does some funny stuff, but it’s also done some amazing stuff.
The quarantine has brought out the absolute worst in me – all seven sins are gaining strength every day. This is pathetic.