a blog without purpose

Month: March 2013

Shopping sucks

I hate malls. I feel like a rat in a maze filled with horrible choices and pretzels that may or may not be sprinkled with crack. I’m on to you Auntie Anne! You crafty bitch. Every now and then I venture out of my bear […]

Observations at a hipster concert

I don’t go to many concerts because I hate people. ┬áThe idea of a crowd of idiots standing around awkwardly trying to dull┬átheir crushing insecurities with booze and drugs while listening to that guy they heard on Pandora, is rarely how I choose to spend […]