The State of Things

I want to caveat this all with: I really hate when everyone takes a moment of national importance to discuss how it makes them feel. Or to somehow color it as their issue. As if what happened is about them.

And yet.

I'm about to do that same thing.

So forgive me in advance.

I'm at work and it has been, like for most of you I'm sure, kind of a horrible week.

As the child, stepchild, and sister of cops, days like Monday make me more anxious than they did when I was younger.

La Vie

Man, I really suck at posting anymore, huh? About a year ago I was like, "I'm gonna write ALL THE TIME! And, like, dedicate myself to this and be on top of it! And get good!" The gods laughed at my plans and I think I did the opposite.

On the other hand, you should thank me for not just sprouting bs for the sake of sprouting bs. I could do that, but then it would diminish the value of this...free service that I provide that is most of the time me shouting into the ether.

Anyway, updates! List form!