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This morning, it became apparent to me that my desk was a nightmare from hell, and as such, I decided it was time to clean it off (though I should also note that whenever my closet obsessive-compulsive comes out, I also have to spend all day organizing and being generally, well, obsessive-compulsive). It was […]

So, I’ve been contacted for an interview about blogging and what have you by a reporter from a newspaper that people actually read. Tell me, does this mean that I have arrived?

I was pretty much in a crappy mood all day today, and then all of the events which I will begin recounting in the next sentence happened, so now I kind of feel like throwing a shoe with a pointy heel at something.
Picture it: I’m driving through the Michigan countryside, listening to […]

For as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted to be a writer. Yet, problematically, I’m often cursed by my own expectations of my ability. I have this story that I have kept close for so long, this story that I know needs to be written, this story that I keep not writing. […]

So, this morning, as I was perusing the news, I happened to read that Bono is, yet again, nominated for a Nobel Peace Prize. Yeah.
I don’t get it. I mean, yes, I will admit that I have been known to like the occasional U2 song, and furthermore, I, like most people, […]

It’s funny how life changes in a year.
When time switched over to 2004, I was unemployed, ridiculously broke, and couldn’t even get an interview. I was staying up late every night, plowing through submissions for the LitKicks book, and I lived in a state of constant freakout about this boy with an […]

I’ve been meaning to write about this for a couple of weeks, but I keep forgetting. I suppose that today is as good a day as any to get around to it, since, um, well, yeah. Anyway, here goes:
A couple of weeks ago, my mother and I were having dinner when she said, “I shouldn’t […]

Here: Anti-Valentine e-cards, which are, let’s face it, pretty funny. Unless, of course, you’re one of those people. In which case, well, my condolences.

So, sometimes I make jewelry. I haven’t made much since right before Christmas, when I was in the midst of a beading frenzy. (Frenzy, I tell you.) In fact, I hadn’t made anything up until a week or so ago, when Caryn commissioned a necklace (does this make her my patron?), which I was glad […]

Let’s just begin with this: Well, at Least He Won’t Be Fathering More Fans…
Okay. In case you don’t feel like clicking on the link, let me just share the key to this story:
A Welsh rugby fan cut off his own testicles to celebrate Wales beating England at rugby, the Daily Mirror reported Tuesday.
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