
Sometimes there are too many people in a room, even for an extrovert like me.

Sometimes there are too many people in a room, even for an extrovert like me.

He kind of realized how dumb his question was halfway through asking it, but that didn’t stop him from deciding to die on that hill.
The panel moderator’s response basically boiled down to, “Of course we want equity, but if you don’t like reading about strong female characters you can always read everything else that has ever been written instead.”

What’s that? I didn’t hear you.

Getting a little obsessive with the gaming lately.

Just my anxious brain making something of nothing. Again.

It’s probably a good thing I’d already gone to the bathroom.

I may well write about some of these experiences some day. But in much the same way as the eventual writing I plan to do about my summer of going on 3-5 first dates a week, it will be with sufficient distance and fictionalization to protect the innocent (which does not include myself).

A few extra hours of sleep, a couple of hours doing nothing with my partner, and a few hours of sunlight outside, and suddenly I was a new person.
I’m sure it was just a coincidence, though.

I am the luckiest boy.

I’m not saying that sleep is a cure for everything, but … well … it’s a cure for everything.
But I still kind of hate it.