“Katrina’s gonna be calling you later,” says my husband. I’m standing at the stove, trying to make some atole, because truthfully—I feel like a dog turd that’s been sitting in the sun for three days. Comfort food is totally warranted in this case. I know, ‘cause I looked it up in 2014’s latest “How To […]
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In the beginning of this blog, after a good flame post, my dad warned me to keep it more positive than negative. Good advice. Soon we’ll write about our lost weekend/ six shitty months in Jacksonville, Fl./ taint of Florida, the ballsack of America. As you might have surmised, it would have been six months […]
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31 January 2014
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