I’ve lost 58 hours of my life. I will never get them back. The sad part is I will definitely lose more.
Tag: Self-Deprecation
Lonely in My Shell
I love my home. It isn’t fancy: built in the 1960’s, it hasn’t had many updates, and none since the late 90’s. We don’t own the house, but rent it for an incredibly cheap amount considering that it comes with a large shed, fenced backyard, and small garage.
In Which I Deprecate All Over Myself
WARNING: Rambly Introspective Whining, Full Force, Ahead.
My life is falling apart in so many ways, and it’s all my own fault. Here are my tales of being a Sad Sack: an individual who is given so much, but dwells in misery that she creates.
Actually, I don’t know if this will even be a collection of tales. More than likely, it won’t. It will be a simpering, introspective whinery, filled with that Arbor Mist variety of self-deploration. Continue reading In Which I Deprecate All Over Myself
Tales of a Sad Sack 