It wouldn’t be Christmas without blood
My trip home to Springfield, MO has been pretty nice and pretty fucking horrible all at the same time. Where to start? (more…)
My trip home to Springfield, MO has been pretty nice and pretty fucking horrible all at the same time. Where to start? (more…)
This guy!
Yesterday afternoon after running my cat to and from the vet to have sutures removed, I logged into my bank account online to check my balance before going back out into the holiday traffic to buy last-minute Christmas gifts. I had just gotten paid that morning and had a rent check that hadn’t been cashed as far as I knew, so I wanted to make sure I had enough money in my checking account to cover all my expected purchases. (more…)