According to Trish

not worth reading since 2009

Month: April 2012

  • Confessions of an all-grown-up shy child

    Yes, people. It’s true. I was shy child. Painfully shy. People who have only known me as an adult have a very hard time believing this. But it’s true. In fact, when I was small I was so shy that I would wrap myself around my mother’s leg and hide my face if anyone tried to…

  • I’m tired of pretending I’m not special

    Allow me  to sound like a fussy, pretentious asshole for a moment, won’t you? I feel self-important and persnickety saying that I’m an artist. But I am a writer. Yes, writing is an art. I know this. I also know that I’m not writing the great American novel here on the old bloggity. But I’m sure…

  • Suckfest

    It’s 9:21. My house is a disaster. Most of my laundry is undone. That that is done is in piles in the basement. Because, you know, it’s helpful for all of us to have to run down there every time we need a pair o’ tushie huggers. Exercise and all that, right? Anyway, I’m tired. I…