For anyone wondering how the month is going- it’s 1:30 in the afternoon and I’m eating a pint of Ben & Jerrys for what is essentially my breakfast and lunch. Ok, things aren’t that bad… I mean the Ben & Jerry’s part is totally true. I’d say, I regret nothing but I just finished the
I’m sitting down the write this at 7:00am on Wednesday. You’d think that I was just waking up and getting my day started but in reality, I haven’t gone to bed yet and I’m not wide awake but I’m pretty damn conscious right now. I would also like to thank those that expressed concern at
I was totally prepared to sleep in today. I have been writing up a storm lately and it’s been keeping me up late. Last night I called it an “early night” and was asleep by 3am. So there’s that. I was gonna catch up on some sleep this morning but then the cats reminded me
Friend: “Hey Josh, how’s the blogging going?” Josh: “Holy crap I haven’t updated since the hurricane everyone probably thinks I’m dead.” *SCENE* I am very much alive and only partly dead. A Zombie if you will. The time since the hurricane has been an insane mix of running around the country, bouncing around theme parks,
Just like Eminem couldn’t keep himself away from the rap game, I could resist the sweet temptation of swiping myself into a vodka-soaked depression. Okay. That was a tad dramatic but it makes for a good read! I absolutely loath the whole concept of online dating. Yes, I have given it all a try. And
It’s been a good hot minute since I last updated. Really over two weeks. Most people in the blogging world would refer to that as “blogger suicide” but I call it “ taking a break so I don’t go insane in all aspects of my life.” Tomato/tomato. That doesn’t really work in text form… has
I have been trying really hard lately to give myself at least one day of relaxation. A day where I’m not thinking about my to-do list, answering emails, errands. None of it. This is actually really hard for me since I’m an extreme workaholic. I like to be busy and I’m not content unless my
At any given point in time, I am a walking anxiety potato and this week seems to be no exception. After bouncing back from a really bad depressive episode a few weeks ago, I went back into life in full force with a newfound vigor and stupidity. I published a book, got back on track
Those who know me well know that for the past seven years or so I have been working on writing a book comprised of personal essays detailing my life experiences so far. A memoir. Originally, when I first started working on this idea it was going to be a series of humorous stories from my
I guess it’s a staycation? I don’t know how these things work. The long of the short of it is this: I’m stepping away from life for the next week. I have taken the week off from all jobs and responsibilities. No serving, no touring, no blogging: nothing. This is either going to be the
Avoiding Neverland 