It feels like ages since I last wrote a blogpost. Like, literally ages. I’ve grown old and grown a beard in the amount of time I’ve fucked off for – wait, no – excuse my language – taken a ‘little hiatus’ for. You see, as many who find themselves in the predicament where they don’t … More A Little Hiatus
Today I am getting my haircut. For most people I know that isn’t a major thing, heck, they get it done every six weeks or so. The difference between those people and me though is that they LIKE sitting in a plastic chair and staring at their face in the mirror. They LIKE having someone … More Haircut
At 23 years old I am ashamed to admit that I am never really ever home alone. I feel that this is a sort of weird thing to admit, but bear with me. Both Brad and I are students, and we live together, so there are only a couple of hours dotted throughout the week … More Home Alone and Scared of the Future
My Paper Lungs 