Musing

Both sides, now.

What is it that makes me REALLY angry?

Questions from a distant buddy. As yet, no answers….

The other side of the “I’m arrogant” story.

I fucked up. I used a word I shouldn’t have used without getting consent first. Ugh.

Jealousy’s a bitch, no?

The Starbucks of strip clubs.

Remember strip clubs? I do.

I visit the bar. It’s not the same.

A simple wish list.