if i were less of a slouch i would take a picture of the inside of my refrigerator and post it online.  my refrigerator always reminds me of my mil and it seems like an accurate gauge of my external cool, my pr.

my fridge ranges from clean and organized to messy and messy.  it is not pristine.  it is a off kilter and dusty on top.

i also need to eat better.  i am a stress eater, an emotional eater.

i need more time to squander on my family

this is protestant confession

this is internet graffiti

this is what i would work on if i didnt continue to have futile conversations with the state about the derelict, nay, medieval system behind the scrim of the juvenile system.