Troublesome Neighbors

I wrote this short story in one of my fiction writing classes in college, and it's one of the only stories I've enjoyed writing this much. Don't judge me too harshly for that. It's not one of my lighter ones.

Here's my favorite sloth picture to make up for it.


My Poor Mother

So, I’ve been re-reading every single post that Allie Brosh ( has ever written, because she is honestly the main reason I decided starting a humorous blog would be fun. Though it has had a decidedly negative effect on my productivity, especially my attempts to start cussing less, I cannot and do not wish to stop. I also don’t care if people who read this blog post leave me for Allie Brosh and never come back. I love having readers, but Brosh is simply too awesome to even try to resist.

I have the BESTWORSTSADDESTSILLIEST job in the world

I’ve had so many jobs by now (at the venerable age of 21) that I tend to forget all about some of them. Every once in a while, I’ll drive past somewhere I used to work, like Applebee’s, and think “Oh, wait! I know that place! I hated that place! I should maybe forget about it again!” And then I do. On top of those jobs, I’ve had whole bunches of random volunteer jobs, that everyone said I should take so that in


Sweating Like a Philosopher in Church

Once again, my Humanities and Western Civilization TA gave us an awesome topic for an essay assignment. In this case, she merely asked us to give the punch-line to the joke "Friedrich Nietzsche, Karl Marx, and W.E.B. Du Bois walk into a church..."

I thoroughly enjoyed writing this essay, so I decided to post it up here. For those who don't know, I'll provide a short summary of each character's view on religion

My Pets are Starting to Creep Me Out

I am technically a pre-veterinarian student, and I’ve been working at veterinary clinics for close to 3 years now. Needless to say, I have seen my fair share of house pets, and they’ve run the whole gamut of characters: happy, crochety, gross, fastidious, hyper, lazy, ditzy, dignified, and even some neurotics. I’ve loved it, on a whole, and can’t say I’d prefer to be doing anything else with my life.

The Horrors of Technology

Or, more specifically, the horrors of texting. When I avoided texting throughout most of high school, I began to feel rather deprived and put-upon, though I also took a strange bit of pride from my own technological backwardness. I thought "Haha, world! Look at me ignoring you! I will chop my own wood, I will write with a quill and ink, and I will not use this newfangled communication called texting!!!"

Sometimes, even now, my weird friends think I'm odd.

Descartes and Shelley and Screwing with Nature

So, I wrote an essay recently for my Humanities and Western Civilization course that I thoroughly enjoyed. Because I have one of the coolest T.A.'s ever, she let us do our papers creatively, in whatever way would still convey the message. I wrote mine on Rene Descartes and Mary Shelley

The Art of Defensive Dancing

I've become at least moderately proficient in quite a few dances in my lifetime. Mainly, I'm a swing dancer, but I also dabble in salsa and a variety of ballroom dances. I even get a kick out of the polka now and then.

The Thing About Medication

I am an excellent student. I have a steady job as a veterinary assistant, I pay most of my bills on time, and I remember to wash my laundry at least once a month. However, don’t let this lackluster personal assessment fool you—I am not an amazing adult. I am not all there. I doubt I ever will be. And so it is that sometimes the most simple, and yet most crucial, things in my life go unheeded.

* Ahem *

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Kaiodee herself!!!

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