If you’re curious to know what living in Louisiana is like, just know that I spent a portion of New Year’s Day mowing my lawn in shorts and a T-shirt

I’m sick of working. I’m so annoyed that I have 40+ more years of this bullshit.

As I sit here, dining alone at a Mexican restaurant, slurping down a margarita and reading my book in peace I can’t help but wonder - is this paradise?

I forced myself to actually stop for lunch today. Brought my kindle along and read for 30 minutes and now I want to ditch work and read all day.

I’ve made it onto the Montgomery River Brawl side of tiktok and it’s so good. 🪑

My 33rd is just after Easter next year - should a have a blasphemous birthday blowout?

Online dating continues to go poorly so I’m spending this Friday night in my 2005 Pride and Prejudice Barbie era (apologies in advance to Colin Firth).

Heard a radio dj say “post-humorously” when he clearly meant “posthumously” and like… surely it’s someone’s responsibility to make sure he knows how to pronounce it before doing that on air again?