Questionable sausage: Wild pandemic life and my first Covid test
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a hypochondriac in possession of illness, must be dying of a mystery disease. I’ve had some very weird
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a hypochondriac in possession of illness, must be dying of a mystery disease. I’ve had some very weird
That’s pretty much my story. I woke up last week with an itchy itchy bug bite. No. Set of bug bites. Except I don’t really
OK, so y’all are PROBABLY going to think I’m crazy (if you don’t already…and if you really don’t, WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?) after
I think all the time. In fact, I think a lot of stupid shit, pretty regularly. Whether I’m thinking weird stuff in yoga class, considering
Good morning readers! Today, I am on a top-secret mission. So I only have 4.32 minutes to write a blog post-here goes: I love that