wait what?

yes, the name of this blog is a deaf joke. yes, i am out of hearing aid batteries, again.

this picture gives off a bro-y vibe but i'm kinda ok with that cause it looks like my evil plans for world domination are coming to fruition. or something.

this picture gives off a bro-y vibe but i'm kinda ok with that cause it looks like my evil plans for world domination are coming to fruition. or something.

    a 20something who is almost never not in a state of existential crisis. but in like, an almost fun/ny way? mostly. anyway, here be plenty of sentences that start with "ugh," and hopefully occasionally something marginally insightful. the rest of the posts mostly pertain to: 1.) how is a hapless dork supposed to navigate a late stage capitalist landscape while trying to lose her valley girl accent and not her soul; 2.) does keeping a plant alive for a week cancel out spending money on in-app purchases for pokemon shuffle in the Am I An Official Adult Yet? balance book; 3.) was that cute barista flirting with me before i casually, obliviously said something totally, painfully weird? (yeah)

also, I'm a member of this radness: Chillonas Collective is an art's collective comprised of crybabies of color and queer tears, exploring and sharing our experiences across the spectrum of sadness. come cry with us.

IF you are angered greatly by something you find here, you can complain to me at kjsmyser at g mail.

also also i hope you like cats cause i've got a whole section of this site devoted to mine, because yes i am that person.