Letterman Jacket Desire →
I kind of want a letterman jacket now 15 years later.
I just thought of something really good to write. I had a great conversation with a friend and realized all of these colorful anecdotes pop up that I’d been meaning to share. Then I forgot them by…
On the Moor →
I don’t sit at my dining room table much. This is something that needs to be rectified. Come to dinner. I will make you delicious things. Delectable sensations bounding through your mind.
Some days while riding my bike past a huge line of cars at a stoplight, I say “Scum, you are all just scum.” Then I realize I’m a jerk.