I love hotel rooms. I always ask for a late check out when I check in, so as to stay as long as possible. Also I have a tendency to explode when I'm tucked into a cozy room, with my belongings spread hither and yon as if I am claiming …
I don't know about you, but I am the worst at packing before a trip, always leaving it to the last minute. Luckily, this particular adventure would be a road trip so space wasn't the premium it usually is. I found myself tossing things into the car that would be …
Numbers. They can be an interesting way of telling a story. Or perhaps in this case, a way of introducing one. I'm not usually big on anything math related, being far more arty than smarty. But when I sat down to start banging away on my faithful little red laptop …
A tale of hurricanes and waffles and surviving through both.
(Before I get into this next part, I want to let you know I found out that I was not "deported" from the UK, I was "removed". There is a big difference. "Removed" is much better and is far less punitive.) So, we last left me sitting in a small room with only …
I've finished writing part two, and now I just need to edit it, as I was up till 4 am working on it and got a little loopy. (I'm fairly certain it gets rather weird in the middle. I seem to have a vague memory of several paragraphs of me …

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