Introversion, Introspection, and the Emotions of an INTJ—a ton of tags

Introversion, Introspection, and the Emotions of an INTJ—a ton of tags

That title sounds way cooler than the actual post. *cough* Hello, my minions. I've had a couple of tags floating around in cyberspace for some time now, and with yet another addition to that stack, I thought it high time I did a compile post and shove the brilliant depths of my intellect out into [...]

Sorry…

Yo. Due to circumstances beyond my control, you all must be deprived of my presence today. I will be back next week with boatloads of sarcasm and glitter to go around. Be patient. In the meantime, have a picture of my cat. (I took an entire photography class last year, and this is the only [...]

A Trip Down Ancestry Lane—ft. my mother, a graveyard, and a toy car

A Trip Down Ancestry Lane—ft. my mother, a graveyard, and a toy car

Last week, as life decided to pile up on us, mom, Anna, and I thought it high time we shirked our responsibilities and went out for a mid-afternoon Starbucks. We're really not lazy, I promise. (Well, actually, I might be, but that's a different subject.) But this time of year is our book business's busiest [...]

How I Earned a Walmart Employee’s Undying Respect

How I Earned a Walmart Employee’s Undying Respect

Welcome back, peeps, to our weekly Thurs---er, Friday post. Today, I'll be sHaring a strange and mildly fascinating experience that includes eyeglasses, introversion, and a small adorable man. Woo woo. What some of you may not know is that my eyesight stinks. (To put it simply.) A trip to the eye-doctor has been a long [...]

I Actually Want Someone Else’s Opinion (Plus a Survey and Cool Stuff Like That)

Hullo, my people. I don't have much for you today. However, I have been toying with minor improvements to my blog and such, and I find that I want your advice. Yeah. I want an opinion besides my own. This is a monumental occasion. ANYWAY. I actually am curious about what you ducklings have to [...]

In Which I am Interrogated by Numerous People

In Which I am Interrogated by Numerous People

Hello, my people. Today, we have lots of deep and uncomfortably personal questions which I am supposed to answer. (Which generally means I don't answer them at all, and instead ramble about chocolate.) Over the past month, I've accumulated several tags that I've put off until I could update my writing status (mostly because they [...]