Maybe I should. Maybe I will.
May 17th, 2016
Images
May 16th, 2016
This thing was in a beer stein. It was ridiculous.
And delicious.
I regret nothing.
May 15th, 2016
The hike is always worth it.
May 14th, 2016
I’ve always felt like book stores contain all the mysteries of the universe. And maybe they do.
May 13th, 2016
Eventually you have to tell your friends all of the stories, whether you like them or not.
May 12th, 2016
A day alone on the Marine Drive Bike Path.
May 11th, 2016
Glasses are the worst (to draw). Next up I’m gonna ride my bicycle every day, buy fifteen horses, and start dating a skeleton who loves to dance in a very specific style requiring exact choreography that people will easily be able to point out if I’m faking it.
May 10th, 2016
Boundaries.
May 9th, 2016
Just like in dating, if someone approaches me with the stink of desperation, it isn’t exactly appealing. And I accept that this defensiveness I have surrounding my time and talents may be a tad dickish, but … I’m okay with that.
May 8th, 2016
I JUST LOVE EVERYONE SO MUCH, OKAY