I looked down at my sheet… head injury with disorientation and anger. I laughed to myself, of course I would get the injury where I was supposed to act crazy. … More Simulated Attack and the Pale Evaluator
I need nature. If I’m not out among the trees my soul starts slowly decaying (those of you who know me just said ‘what soul’ and I hate you -__- ). I got into a slump where the monotony of life sort of took ahold of me and started squeezing. I was doing wood burnings and building things, but I longed to be in the wild. … More A Quest to Find Balance
These weren’t just any normal Birds, these we’re wild cockatiels that had never been handled before. My sister Tess was terrified and latched onto Dad’s waist. I was skeptical… as usual. … More Acquiring a Murderous Bird
I had all these ideas of grandeur about how I was going to buy a sick camper and drive across the country and then I realized I’m owned by the federal government so I couldn’t just arbitrarily voyage from one National Park to another as I pleased… damn adulting. … More Camping in the Trunk
The spider had made its move and began phase one of its assault. Mom was completely unaware that the only thing that stood between she and death was the thin windshield. … More One of the Times My Mother Tried to Kill Me
