a reboot five years in the making
The one where I decide to have another year of sweat. (It only took 5 years, people!)
well look at what the cat dragged in
I could just as easily have titled this post, 2017: annus horribilis. It was. Horribilis, with a dollop of Shitibilis, and a heaping spoonful of Assibilis. Good riddance 2017.
it’s a vacation, not an excuse to be a gluttonous sloth
The one where I give tips on how not to gain 50 lbs while on vacation.
new personal best…er, worst?
The one where I make you jealous with pictures from my awesome vacation.
and then my head exploded
The one where I explain why I’m such a shitty blogger.
me… dirty? not anymore, i’m not.
We all need a little cleansing every now and again. Especially us dirty ones.
you can’t mail THAT… can you?
The one where he asked me to mail my poo.
you couldn’t make this shit up
The one where I rip into an incompetent receptionist. AKA: More medical drama.
is there a doctor in the house?
The one where I finally land the man of my dreams, a doctor.
that time my gallbladder tried to kill me
The one where I realized that the universe hated me.
you’ve got some gall, buddy
The one where my gallbladder AND the entire medical system decided to make me suffer.
my year of sweat 