Tag: personal

Somebody Once Told Me the World Was Gonna Roll Me

The theme of this past week seems to be “hurry the hell up and wait” which has been the most irritating thing in the entire world. First, let’s talk about that countdown that was going on over at the Halloween Horror Nights web site. A few weeks ago, the HHN web site announced its soul

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My 48-Hour Tinder Relapse

Just like Eminem couldn’t keep himself away from the rap game, I could resist the sweet temptation of swiping myself into a vodka-soaked depression. Okay. That was a tad dramatic but it makes for a good read! I absolutely loath the whole concept of online dating. Yes, I have given it all a try. And

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I’m Not Dead, Just Floating

First and foremost. If you were not aware, they released Newsies: The Broadway Musical on Digital Video and there’s a fairly decent chance that I have watched it at least ten times since Tuesday. I got to see it twice in theatres during the limited run and I’m really hoping I can see it live

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Why is it Only Wednesday?

This week has low-key been the worst. As I wrote that, I realized that it’s only Wednesday. Now I want to crawl into a hole and die. The general consensus among my friends has been the full moon which I think arrives tonight. Mercury is out of retrograde so I can’t blame that. I don’t,

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It’s Official, I’m A Living Meme

At any given point in time, I am a walking anxiety potato and this week seems to be no exception. After bouncing back from a really bad depressive episode a few weeks ago, I went back into life in full force with a newfound vigor and stupidity. I published a book, got back on track

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Life: Unplugged (For the Week)

I guess it’s a staycation? I don’t know how these things work. The long of the short of it is this: I’m stepping away from life for the next week. I have taken the week off from all jobs and responsibilities. No serving, no touring, no blogging: nothing. This is either going to be the

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Depression is a Bitch and My Brain Wants Me Dead

The posting was a simple one but in reality it said a lot, “Depression is an evil nasty little bitch and I absolutely refuse to let it win. If I’m being honest, it’s got a pretty good lead on me right now.” It was Friday afternoon and I was sitting in the parking lot at

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