Conversations For A Bar.

Misfits.

Sail away, sail away,

To the Island of Misfits.

Sail away, sail away,

To a place you can call home.

Sail away, sail away,

My Problem with Partial Facial Paralysis /7

Day Seven: Or, Slept in the Right Direction

My Problem with Partial Facial Paralysis /4

Day Four: Back to School, to Prove to Profs That I’m Not a Fool

Woke up late. 7 a.m. Peed and went back to sleep. Five more hours. Out cold. Asleep with one eye open; taped shut.

My Problem with Partial Facial Paralysis /2

Day Two: Or, The Reckoning

Didn’t sleep well. Woke up with more drool on the pillow than usual. Eye drool.

That’s not good.

If I was a famous writer…

Bar Exam One

Right Now, It’s Damn Easy To Stop.

Words Are Scary. So, Give Me An Excuse.

My Problem with Partial Facial Paralysis

Day One: (Or, “Before I Knew Anything”)

My Problem with Partial Facial Paralysis /5

Day Five: Or, A Potential Halfway Point

The Free Paradox.

In Ranbows, Songs of Innocence, Beyonce, and the spending habits of wtf?