Concerning Yearbooks, Poetry, Brutus, and Cacti (random life updates)
Hello! Yes, it’s me… I’m not dead. I’m still here. So, I told myself I would do better about keeping up with everything. But then life happened. I found myself single-handedly designing our school yearbook (fun but more work than I was expecting), and that, along with just regular...
I exacted my revenge. Death to the ants.
Unspeakable anguish met me when dad announced “Ope! Grab your lunchboxes, kids – the ants have returned!” It is impossible to sufficiently describe how irked I was upon opening my lunchbox (which I had stupidly left unzipped, with an apple and a granola bar languishing in the bottom) and...