I am in therapy and in repair. I am moving towards something that I can't quite put my finger on. I am a contradiction. I hate sentences that end in propositions, yet I write them anyhow (see above).
I am a new homeowner.
I am a pet lover (in a good, non-sexual way--no inter species erotica here).
I am a new lawyer struggling to make right what once went wrong and hoping that each leap might be the next leap home.
"The Internet was supposed to set us free, democratize us, but all it’s really given us is Howard Dean’s aborted candidacy and 24-hour a day access to kiddie porn, you know. And people don’t write anymore, they blog; instead of talking, they text; no punctuation, no grammar. LOL this and LMFAO that. You know it just seems to me that it’s just a bunch of stupid people psuedo-communicating with a bunch of other stupid people in a proto-language that resembles more what cavemen used to speak than the king’s English."
Hank Moody, Californication
"If you want to be a psychological novelist and write about human beings, the best thing you can do is keep a pair of cats."