Being in a house with your ex and the kid you guys made together. With your ex’s ex wife. and her boyfriend. And your ex’s current girlfriend. Yeaaahhhh… that about sums it up. *Awkward*

I want to do something fun for a living. Drive a race car. Host a fancy TV show on TLC. Be a rock star. Anything that doesn’t involve sitting in front of a LED screen 8 hours a day, wasting away, writing lies, selling soap. No. I want to fly. I want to explode in to life. There are beaches ...

Today I’m hurting. Because I drove someone I really care about away with all my insanity – my addiction – my dis-functionality. Even worse, on a personal level, because I’ve done this before. And the worst of the worst? I don’t know how to stop.

When I was little I used to wish I was an animal. Most times it used to be a dolphin. Smart, affectionate, graceful. I adore the water, and the idea of being a gorgeous fish in an ocean so wide blows me away. Some days I’d wish I was a cheetah, living on the African savannahs – a smooth sexy ...

Ahhh… It’s cock-tober. My birth month. Hey, that’s probably why my birthday usually sucks so much. (Get it?) For those of you who don’t already know, I usually get a bit depressed on the run up to my birthday, and even this time, I foresee being nut-scratching-ly, butt-fucking-ly broke. I lost my mobile device last Saturday, and haven’t got the ...

I can’t put in to words how much I love C0ldplay. And in the same way, words can’t even begin to describe how much I love my son. But this song comes close. I miss him so much. My heart breaks every-time I think of him. I do a cover of this song with the band, and yesterday while singing ...

I was rushing down that gorgeous road between CR&FC and BMICH. You know the one. With the canopy of leaves overhead and thousands of  little yellow feather-weight flowers falling slowly and gracefully. They were dancing in the wind, as opposed to the tiny raindrops that raced down to Mother Earth beside them. There was something oddly serene about seeing age ...

Ok, so remember that nightmare interview I told you guys about? They called me the very next day, offered me the job, I accepted, and I’m seated right now on my first day of work and typing this out, as an alternative to a silent scream. It’s a little weird because I’m a graphic designer. And this is a copy ...

I had another interview today. Actually it was the 2nd interview. I got a callback. woohoo! *waves a tiny flag whilst rolling eyes* The first interview was awesome. The 2nd interview? Sucked donkey balls. I crashed and burned. SO. GOOD. So good, in fact, that now? all I want to do is wear my jammies, huddle up into a ball, ...

…but his teachings – though insanely simple, and easy to grasp - are kinda hard to practice. Makes perfect sense, doesn’t it. But what doesn’t make sense to me - is how someone can walk in to your life, turn it upside down, rip it apart, and make you crazy, and then walk out of it saying ‘This isn’t my ...