This was mostly written when life was normal. I wasn’t going to post it, but I wasted a huge fucking amount of time on this trash, so you might as well get to see. It’s sloppy as hell cause I’m…
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I Am of the Dregs, Part 3: Where Pendel Exits the Dregs
Tagged with: Dougy the Rhino, Eric Grassman, Mrs. Conway, School, Sugarbear, Teachers, Violence
Posted in Misadventure, Teachers
Posted in Misadventure, Teachers
I Know Your Secret Heart
We haven’t talked about my man Hanson for some time, right? The mustached inevitability of this fool in my life has seemed of late to be bottomless, and at times I forget to even be annoyed with him. But there…
I Am of the Dregs, Part 2
The things that I see during my time in summer session leave me feeling confused about my current relationship with my optical nerves. Do I love them for their warnings regarding the coming danger, or do I hate them for…
Tagged with: Dougy the Rhino, Eric Grassman, Mrs. Conway, School, Teachers, Violence
Posted in Misadventure, Teachers
Posted in Misadventure, Teachers
I Am of the Dregs, Part 1
There are times when life offers little reason to do well. Summer sessions at any school are the perfect cross section from which to study such a phase. During the normal school year, this swank institution provides the likes of…
Dormant Past, Vegetable Future
I spoke with my Uncle Ben yesterday. He was so stiff with me that I had to hold a mirror under his nose to see if he was breathing. Whatever. Zero love lost. It all boils down to this: I…
Hell Is For Children 