Screaming for Christmas (2023.12.28)
We, of that Time (2023.12.20)
The Great Disappointment (2023.12.19)
Forty-Three (2023.12.17)
Tyler (2023.12.03)
Circus Tense (2023.11.05)
Driver's License (2023.09.26)
Foster Kitten (2023.08.23)
Mystical Family (2023.08.14)
Dead Like Me (2023.08.03)
Ithaca Infidels (2023.07.29)
Sobriety in Lake George (2023.07.16)
Haircute (2023.07.07)
Red Hook from Space (2023.06.19)
Two Prides, Too Curious (2023.06.11)
Return of the Niblings (2023.06.06)
Day Sieged (2023.06.03)
Cornell Dreams (2023.05.01)
Melissa of My Dreams (2023.04.24)
Battered Fish (2023.04.15)
The Gutting (2023.03.30)
What Are You Upset About (2023.03.18)
Cracked Egg (2023.01.24)
Cell Phone Doorstop (2023.01.16)
Intimate Wassailing (2023.01.13)
I irrationally scream because of the holidays (and mental illness).
Dan Kessler seeks my reprieve from sorting through his deceased mother's storage unit.
Cornell rejects Amber.
I turn forty-three by bookended by rescuing an older neighbor and chatting with The Child.
Amber's coworker Tyler kills himself.
Would I be happier as a clown? We visit a circus.
I dissociate into an office drone.
We foster a bat kitten.
My family does not much care for Mystic, Connecticut. It is unclear how they feel about one another.
Someone in my family will be the first to die. Who would be most inconvenient?
Amber and I go to Ithaca so they can visit Cornell and, if we have time, check out the surrounding area in case we must move for their dreams.
Pink leads me to reflect on how I will never have a better day than my wedding but visiting Lake George for a day was nice because Amber saw a towboat.
Amber gets their hair cut so they can be a professional enby.
Amber is far too talented for Cornell to decline them. This does not imply I want to move to Ithaca.
I attend two Pride events, even though I have the morbs.
My niblings return for a week.
My talk at the Pine Bush UFO Fair could have gone better.
Amber wants to go to Cornell, which would necessitate upending our lives.
Melissa haunts me still.
I torture a student below college level by acting as though I believe in him.
I know my students have done horrible things to end up in my classroom but I do not like seeing them brutalized.
I may be having a slightly hard time.
I once coddled an Easter egg. It hatched attachment issues.
I am underused at my job. Shock.
I wassail and want intimacy. One of those is new.