I'm sitting in philosophy class. I've been in college long enough to become disenchanted with it. I'm bored with these classes I'm forced to take with professors who aren't interested in me or the topics they're teaching. The instructor walks in the room, stands in front of the classroom and asks, "How do you … Continue reading Black Hole Sun and My Childhood Nightmare
Well I started this eons ago, so I might as well finish it. I only have two days left to go on my 30 day blogging challenge. Today's topic is: The Night of Your 21st Birthday. I'd like to point out this list also states, "If you're not yet 21, the last birthday you … Continue reading Day 29 – The Night of Your 21st Birthday
I wrote this several years ago for an "I Hate Valentine's Day" themed poetry night. In a dive bar on some back street of Nashville, TN, I presented a crowd of strangers with the poem below. I brought the house down. It was a glorious moment. Woke up this morning and was inspired to share it with … Continue reading Ode to Valentine’s Day
Things I would say to some of my exes: Remember that little pipe cleaner heart you gave me in the fourth grade? I still have that. I'm very glad you're in a long, happy marriage with the girl you were cheating on me with. I'm so sorry you freaked out and joined the military after we … Continue reading Day 26 – Things you would say to an ex
*sigh* This box brings back memories. I LOVED Carnation Breakfast Bars. Specifically the peanut butter chocolate chip ones, but I'd eat the plain chocolate chip ones in a pinch. They were a staple of my childhood breakfasts, snacks, and whenever I could get away with replacing a meal with one. One morning I … Continue reading Day 24 – Something you miss
In my other life, I am a musician. It is a tough gig, and I rarely get paid for it . . . but I adore music in many different forms. I have played dozens of piano recitals, sang in choirs, marched in high school band and college, performed in concert band in high school … Continue reading Day 6 – Someone who fascinates you, and why.
Ooooo, this is a fun one. I love love. I love being in love. I love trying a trillion dozen ways to keep love close to me, even when I know it's failing/wrong/obsessive/not the right match. I was born on Valentine's Day - a month early. I wanted to be born on that fabulous day … Continue reading Day 3 – Your First Love and First Kiss.