Self Esteem

SO, to level with y'all, there are two things that significantly increase my self esteem.

The first is simply this website, which always makes me feel like my life decisions are, well, middle of the road at the very least. And generally after seeing life from this context I think to myself, "Shit son, life could be much, much more fragile." Ha!

The second is more meaningful.

MORE MEANINGFUL.

 In fact. This is just... well shit man, there's little I can say other than by EPIC MEAL TIME they are NOT fucking around.


I would also encourage you to look up "Breakfast of Booze."

What's a word for "I'm sorry but I can't promise repentence?"

Yello again. I'd like to say I was super sorry for my absence or that I have corrected my wandering ways. But the truth: I can offer no apology because I can guarantee no improvement in behavior. However, I have 'missed the hell out of of you, my darlings,' and wish to return. 


How many times can a person really fall in love? When is a time you threw logic out the window and embraced risk? How do you know what age you are? When is enough, enough. I am the little kid that's always asking questions simply because she learned a rule of grammar and it got stuck somewhere in her underdeveloped brain. Right? That's how we see kids. That's how I see myself, at times. Then again, if we are not learning, we are not growing. 


If you do not question yourself and take life with a grain of salt, there is probably imbalance somewhere. Life should be a little skeptical, and a little soft, and a little private, and a lot of fun. I think more people should play games. All the time, actually.


I may move back to MN. I could raise chickens and paint a house and put speakers on a huge deck and build fires and explore glacier endings and probably become a raging, bouncing alcoholic. Ha. Most likely not, but it could be some kind of fun. Yeah, no?



p.s. If you haven't watched the documentary HELVETICA, do it.

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Well, it's much past Christmas, but with naked Santa still on the table it is time for naughty gingerbread men frosting. More to come soon. Stay posted.