I LIVED IT: I Retold a Story From Childhood and Realized I Was a Bully

What the fuck? But this doesn’t align with my narrativized sense of self at all!

I LIVED IT: I Made Fun of Myself and My Friend Added to the Bit Instead of Correcting Me

What the hell?

How could such basic functions have brought my computer to its knees?

It has been a line straight to rock bottom.

You think this conversation is some kind of democracy? Nuh uh, babe. I’m in charge!

“I will kill this motherfucker.”

I surveyed my $10 buying options and found them to lack a certain je ne sais quoi.

I’m working a 12 hour shift assembling house salad after house salad for only $10.45 an hour.

Saboteur! Villain!

Well, shit. Am I now expected to be there?