Day 498: Hijacking

Day 498: Hijacking

There was a hijacking afoot today. Very draining day, filled with work drama. It would seem, however, that the drama has been curbed. I hope so, anyway. I didn’t get any work done. I could have towards the end of the day, but I was so wiped out from that...
Day 497: Oh, my job

Day 497: Oh, my job

Artwork tonight from Evgeny Katin It was a great day today, I got a *shit* ton done – groceries, cleaned the water fountain, vacuumed, finally watched Maze Runner, which a friend of mine is in, balanced the checking and savings accounts, finished our health care...
Day 496: Here’s to women

Day 496: Here’s to women

International women’s day today…it’s a bit heartbreaking for me to think that such a day is simultaneously a celebration of the sex that literally brought every single one of us into this world, and a day where sexism is something we’re made...
Day 495: Home again

Day 495: Home again

In my own bed tonight, holy jesus praise be to the travelling gods and the gods of clean sheets and puppies. That’s what I’m nestled into at the moment, as Liz has a sneezing attack next to me. Something is blooming out there and giving her fits. Not me,...
Day 494: Ritual

Day 494: Ritual

I went to a funeral today for someone who was quite an influential figure in my life, albeit in an indirect way. Don H. Clausen sold my parents their house, the one of everlasting remodel fame, and he was also a solid parental figure to both my parents. He passed away...
Day 493: Whirlwind

Day 493: Whirlwind

So, I sit writing this from the Rose Room in my parents’ house up in Humboldt. Flew up tonight, landing at 11:30, and I’m here for the morning and afternoon tomorrow before driving my mom’s car down to their place in Mountain View and taking a flight...