If this doesn’t work as a scarf I think it has a future as my Yukon Cornelius beard.

Where was the very first kiss you had with the last person you kissed? In the parking lot of the Century 16 movie theatre Are you texting anybody? I’m IMing with Angie What were you doing at 9:30 last night? Knitting my scarf (pictures forthcoming), watching Alias. Basically the only…

I was planning to be such a good little blogger and then I started crocheting a small blanket for my nephew and faaaaaaaaaaaaart.  I clearly won’t be done in time to get it to him by Christmas, but that hasn’t stopped me trying. I finally finished the last of the blasted…

I love Big Freedia. I’ve established that, right? Known as the Queen of Bounce, Big Freedia (pronounced FREE-da) is everything I love in an artist. She’s fierce. She’s funny. She’s outspoken and most winning when it comes to Big Freedia – she’s a big ol’ sweetheart. Imagine how ecstatic I…

Wherein I talk a lot about some new lipsticks and posted a bunch of gross, close-up pictures of my lips. Wherein I tell you about one of my new favorite bands, La Luz. Wherein I made a mixtape, sending voodoo, hex thoughts to those who have trespassed against me.

While sleeping until noon on a Saturday used to be commonplace- these days I’m lucky if I make it to 9am without shooting awake usually having to pee. Each new season, when the weather really begins to shift my dogs go absolutely mental and insist in being let out between…

On Sunday I went crazy. The clutter in my bedroom has reached extreme proportions. My closet is overflowing, my dresser is covered with nonsense… it’s an embarrassment. I can’t even take pictures because it’s THAT humiliating. It was too overwhelming a task to approach as a whole, so I’ve broken…

This will probably be the most useless post in all of blog history. I haven’t posted in months here or On The Rag Mag and while I’ve wanted to get back in the saddle, writing those first few words – posting that first post has been a bigger obstacle than…

This sums up my feelings about everything. Obviously. Angie and I looked high and low for this gif, but in the end I had to make it myself. I’m quite proud of my work.

Hi friends. I’ve been depressed. How about you? 2013 has brought with it some interesting challenges. Nothing I could pinpoint or at least identify by name here, but take my word for it – it’s blown. Some of this misery is self-induced, I suppose. I know that if I would…