First post

My first post on my first blog.

Wicked hearts

I must remind myself that wickedness pervades the human condition while small everyday miracles limit their devastation in my life.

Negotiating 4th grade

I consider my first jury duty, imperfect score, teacher to discipline me, accelerated learning opportunity, dancing lessons, unabashed admirer, and last but also my first, battle with cooties.


I am in pain, discouraged, and backed into a corner. I won't fight, but I scorn the value of my playing by the rules of others.

More text messages

My first accidental text spam interaction is immortalized on the internet.

Please at least try to read my mind

I discuss many random topics including a personality test, awkwardness of being on autopilot in social situations, reading people, a scrabble mah-jongg game, going to the gym, and a loose transmission cable.

Rats for each failed experiment

My daily obstacles and boredom are a maze that my whiskers are itching to escape. I will move from Logan. Who is the architect or mad scientist of my daily maze? I still hope that love will prevail.

Inflationary ego

Believing girls are hot for me makes life more interesting.