Day 3,458: What I Wouldn’t Give

Day 3,458: What I Wouldn’t Give

Weeded the CRAP out of the backyard today. So, here’s the thing: there’s a grass that grows wild in LA whose seeds are these foxtails, and when those foxtails are dry and brown, they get EVERYWHERE. Foxtails will embed themselves into the skin of unsuspecting...
Day 3,457: Quietude

Day 3,457: Quietude

An anxiety-filled day. Sigh. No real reason for it. Just…off my game, you guys. Struggling to re-discover my groove. Had a bit of it before traveling. Searching for it once more. I did write. Not a ton. Work was quiet. The day just…fucking slipped away, man. I hate...
Day 3,456: Clean Me

Day 3,456: Clean Me

Man. Busy day. Writing. Done. Therapy. Done. Breakfast. Check. Netflix work. Handled. Prep for client meeting. Yes. Client Meeting. Went great. Nap. Snoozed. King kids. Picked up. Pups. Walked. Groceries. Bought. Dinner. Eaten. Panda. Snuggled. 100 Foot Wave season 2...
Day 3,455: End of an Era?

Day 3,455: End of an Era?

The Warriors lost tonight to go down 2-0 for the first time in Steph’s 13-year (14?) playoff history. Credit to the Kings. In just two games, it’s apparent that they are the better team. I’m not saying it’s over; it’s entirely possible for the Warriors to steal this...
Day 3,454: Complicated Math

Day 3,454: Complicated Math

Home. HOME. There’s no place like it. I know so many people come to LA and could never imagine living here, but this is home. For me. For Liz. For so much of our chosen family. We love it here, truly. That’s my thought for tonight. I’m wiped. WIPED....