Oh how I hate you, fickle Elevator Mirror. One minute you show nothing but how fabulous I look in my black skinny pants. The next I can see nothing but the three short glaring white hairs standing up on the top of my head. Quit toying with my emotions!
Important Note
This site features content going all the way back to 2000. The posts you’ll read reflect my views and writing style at the time. While I have gone back to clean up a few of them, I think it’s important not to sanitise too much. This site is a record of who I am and how I’ve grown. Any blog post written years ago may not reflect who I am today, nor how I would write about the same topic today.