3.33 %…

In your puny mind that percentage is perceived as small if only it was actually 0.0333 % Once considered on top we have always been an illusion there is no ‘Murica dream, only a nightmare 12 years ago we may have been more prepared may have been more at ease it only seems to getContinue reading “3.33 %…”

As I gaze out the window the apocalypse is another beautiful day…

for a sufferer of anxiety i am surprisingly calm blue sky, sun shining, birds chirping a beautiful, if but quiet, Sunday my blog will continue to bring joy and humor to the foreseeable future i refuse to give in mind over matter happy to be creatively simple

The A to Z of Frustration…

A is for anxiety because of disease B is the for the loonies hoarding all the TP C is for the uncovered coughs of coworkers D is for Damn this fucking pandemic sucks major ass E is for Edward Gorey’s house I still hope to visit F for the rampant fear that may prevent ANYContinue reading “The A to Z of Frustration…”

Even Stephen was a nut-crunching egghead (Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest Ern Malley Style)…

shared with multiple other equally terrible poems this week 🙂 EVEN STEPHEN WAS A NUT-CRUNCHING EGGHEAD Her feelings at the moment are quite complex Not Once did Eddie ever interfere Fred made a good Psychopath Maude was swept out to sea But Stephen was always even A decapitation ensues Don’t just sit there like dopesContinue reading “Even Stephen was a nut-crunching egghead (Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest Ern Malley Style)…”