by Mir | Mar 30, 2021 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", Oh look! Something furry!!
Hello again! Happy over-a-year-of-our-new-hellscape, and I hope you sensibly celebrated by getting takeout or something. I, apparently, decided to celebrate one year of lockdown by telling both my regular depression and my seasonal depression to hold my beer, and then...
by Mir | Jan 14, 2021 | What do I do all day?
Hello! How’s everyone holding up? How are we handling… you know… everything? Still hanging on? Good, good. Us too. Today is day 7,391 of the plague, right? My hair clippers—which I’ve had for so long I really don’t know how long...
by Mir | Nov 20, 2020 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience"
Hello! My oh my, so many exciting things have been happening lately! Just kidding. Nothing is happening. I mean, I assume SOMETHING is happening SOMEWHERE, but not here. The biggest news from my universe is that—after months of meeting over Zoom—my book...
by Mir | Oct 22, 2020 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", My name is Grumplestiltskin
Long ago and far away, there was some debate as to whether our house contains a casino, and adorable little-kid word mix-ups aside, I think we determined that no, it does not. It never occurred to me that the day would come when I would also have to determine whether...
by Mir | Sep 28, 2020 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony, What do I do all day?
My father texted me yesterday, and I need you to understand that my father only types on a regular keyboard with two fingers, so texting—even worse—is for him a laborious and unfathomably slow process. I knew it must be something very urgent. He texted to...
