So I’m a maroon. I was separating two frozen hamburgers on Saturday and the knife went straight through into my palm. I managed to avoid severing any tendons, but I partially lacerated the nerve to my right pinkie finger. I even have a picture of the aftermath if you’re interested. But it’s making typing more [...]
The bachelor life — living only for myself. No restrictions or considerations for others who may share my personal space. Sweet. Of course, all I did was housework and watch movies. Hmm.. I’m lonely.
This is a post about love. I love Julie. But she’s leaving me. For another woman, no less. Ok, well her sister. Now that’s a Springer episode.
This is the start of a wonderful friendship. Let’s see if this works, eh?