Oh, hello there.

Oh! I had an interview up at PANK this week: check it.


Also: I have a blemish on my chin the size of a small planet. I have decided to name it Goneril after one of King Lear's more unpleasant daughters. I have come to believe this disfigurement will be permanent.

Life grows more complex and exhausting by the minute. I feel depleted. I might feel less depleted if I had some sugar cookies and like, a whole week to myself.

***

Go on. Take everything. I want you to.



That's about it.

Things

1.) I love the smell of baked potatoes.

2.) Iron Man 2 was disappointing, but I still love Sam Rockwell.

3.) I wish I did not want to spend my day off taking naps, but I do.

4.) I wonder if it is horribly anti-feminist to consider purchasing a pair of spanx?

5.) The special effects in movies from the '80s seem hilarious to me.

6.) Vending machines should not sell sandwiches, especially if they are made of egg salad.