The Wormlips Scrapbook

I’m turning into a crabby old lady like my third-grade teacher, Drako the Dragon, who was a doughy mass of white except for dark, dark eye bags. Lately I look like her, eyewise. I’ll tell you about her later, if you ask. I don’t know why she was so nasty, but I know one thing [...]

I just had an extremely scary realization. Ever since there was an Internet I’ve sought approbation from strangers on it. I don’t know why. I didn’t even know I was doing it. But there you have it: the hideous truth. I’m pretty sure it all started on eBay, where each day I’d watch my positive [...]