My recalcitrant attitude to self-disappointment. Adopt it.

Are you like me? No the question wasn't, 'do you like me'. I don’t have the thick skin or intense ego to handle the feedback. What I mean is, 'are you like me' – specifically in the sense that when you get about 88% of the way through a task, you think, 'I really couldn’t give a shit anymore?!' And you quit. And then you attempt something unruly such as blogging in the moments directly leading up to a final exam when you could absolutely be memorising section numbers and case names?

A life being addicted to fake tan – a memoir, translated from the writings of an Arabic monk

Today started like all days do after a professional spray tan – jumping in and out of the shower like the “left foot in” segment of the hokey pokey dance. A new shower record – 5.8 seconds.