Just Take My Blood So You’ll Stop Stabbing Me!

Yesterday I had to get blood drawn. I honestly don’t mind it. I mean except for the early morning appointment. And the fact I can’t eat before the appointment. And the fact that everyone I come across reminds me of the fact I haven’t eaten by asking, “have you been fasting.” Yes, I always want […]

I Think. Therefore I Hate Myself. Sometimes

I think, therefore I am. The philosopher René Descartes said that. He was an idiot. All the philosophers were, they were just good at making their bullshit sound deep and meaningful. I actually don’t believe that I’m just jealous of how they got to sit around in a room writing down whatever popped into their […]

And That Is Why Therapists Are Awfulsome

Therapists are awfulsome. And yes, I know I just invented that word, deal with it while I explain the awfulsomeness of therapists (spell check is really going to hate me today). In my therapy session yesterday, I was talking about how I reacted to a certain situation with someone from my past. My therapist stopped […]

Animals: At Least They’re Honest

I used to work in marine conservation and was once attacked by a shark. Just kidding, shark attacks are incredibly rare and statistically they have more reason to be afraid of us than the other way around. Shame on me for that little lie, but I was curious to see who read my last post. […]

Falling Through The Darkness. Literally.

Okay, so last post I made a comment about the path ending and bad things happening and I said I’d explain next time. Well, this is that story. It was spring of 2008, and I was in the San Juan Islands studying orca whales. Some of my fellow student researchers and I decided to go […]