I am not qualified to own a home.

I ran out of soda today. 

That’s not what disqualifies me — it’s just the starting point of the most recent crisis.  A crisis that most of you would be able to handle in a calm and rational manner, and really would be more of a minor annoyance.

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Learning to fly…with a sociopathic teacher.

No, I’m not taking flying lessons. It just seemed like a good title.

I’m learning to ride the ZBoard, which is…kinda like flying, in a way. For me.

The ZBoard, for anyone random reading this, is a skateboard that goes on its own, powered by a big battery, and controlled by two pads. One is ‘Go-go-go’, and the other is, ‘SHIT WHERE THE FUCK DID I LEAVE THE BRAKE’. It weighs nearly 30lbs, and it’s kinda pricey.

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Solitaire Blitz

I kinda suck at reviewing. My style could best be called Spoiler Alert [for proof, see my posts about Twilight]. But, I kinda want to do it anyway, because ‘reviewing’ seems like one of the easiest ways to produce content — it’s not like I’m going to pop out a kid or anything, and I’m going to run out of interesting things to say about being a mental Superfund Site.

So let’s start small, with Solitaire Blitz — a silly social game on Facebook.

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