Month: October 2018

I Hate My Brain

My brain lies to me all the time. Right now there is nothing wrong with my life. Everything’s okay. Work is fine. I’m not over my head in debt. The weather’s fine. I need to lose about 40 pounds (okay, that’s one major dissatisfier), but…

Marching Into Oblivion, Part 2

A few days ago I wrote about how depressed I am about: not having had kids realizing that when I die I have no one to stick with getting rid of all my junk, and realizing that my life is pretty much just “blah”…

Credit Where It’s Due

I’ve spent more time than I really should’ve bitching about how much I hate birthdays. (Correction: how much I hate my birthday. Others’ are fine.) Well, it’s time to give credit where it’s due. This year, for my 51st birthday, Carole really stepped up, and…

Marching Toward Oblivion, Part 1

In a few short years I won’t exist anymore. That’s true of everyone, obviously. To the best of my knowledge, everyone dies in the end. Some of us are fortunate enough to die happy, surrounded by family, secure in the knowledge that those they…

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