A Strange Rebellion

A lot of times when an adolescent rebels against their parents, they may start dabbling with pagany stuff like Wicca and witchcraft, tarot cards, and the like. Me? I dabbled in Christianity when I reached my "I'm going to be my own person and make my own decisions" phase. I wasn't raised in a Christian... Continue Reading →

My Family Just Got Loki’d

A wonderful, marvelous thing happened today: a second cousin from my father's side found me on Facebook and reached out to me. I've been very estranged from my father's family for years, and I only knew my grandparents and an uncle. One aunt passed before I was born, and the other aunt disowned everyone when... Continue Reading →

I Think, Therefore I Am…Neurotic

"What, so I haven't been direct enough? You're going to be tweaked out by a comment from a stranger? You really think I wouldn't tell you myself what you can and can't call me? Pah!" A lovely weekend was spent with old friends, newish friends, and new people, and despite the hilarity and feasting, a... Continue Reading →

Group Chat

“Not everyone dies in a battle. Someone has to survive to care for the dead.” “We’ve fucked with him long enough. He’s yours, and he’s been waiting for you. Go to him.” “FINALLY! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW LONG I’VE WAITED?! ANY CLUE HOW HARD I’VE WORKED? GAAHHHHH! . . . Oh, and Hi.”... Continue Reading →


So this blog is only a few weeks old, but I've already unloaded a lot here, most of it pretty heavy stuff. So, I'll open up the floor, as it were, to answer questions that may have tickled your mind when reading. There's some weird stuff here, and I'm very much aware of how crazy... Continue Reading →

The Ring(s) to Bind Them

My personal life, as rich as it is with friends and loved ones, is best described as "terminally single." I used to wonder why I couldn't get a date to save my life, but it doesn't bother me. I'm not lacking companionship or love, and I'm independent to a fault. I joke that if I... Continue Reading →

Tricky Ink

For someone who was utterly oblivious to Loki's claim on me, I sure have collected a lot of tattoos with him in mind over the years. As I've written before, my very first tattoo, a design I'd wanted since I was 6 years old, is what I've always called my Loki-fox. And the other foxes... Continue Reading →

The Best Laid Plans

In case I haven't mentioned it enough, I'm an Army brat. What I haven't told you yet is that I myself was in the Army, albeit briefly. I was recommended for medical discharge the last week of BCT thanks to a startling number of fractured and shattered bones. It took me a long time to... Continue Reading →

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