Not My Plane

Sorry, friends. No better post today. I'm stuck in Chicago until maybe Friday with all the cold weather. Thanks, _______ Airlines for all the non-help, eyerolling, and all the practiced excuses. Wait, what's that?! Oh, sorry, not my plane. Some kind of phoenix thing. False alarm.

States of Mind

I've been having a strange weekend... Besides the horrible smell in my fridge that remains unidentified and unpurged (despite my having expelled several possible contenders), plus a super awkward/tense phone call with family, there's this: Things got worse from there, and kinda improved when I got a live person. My solution? Think on other, better … Continue reading States of Mind