oops, i’m sad (again)

Post author By jae
Post date 7 April, 2003

some days i just can’t forget about how i watched my very own Grandmother, that sweet and tender harlequin who raised me since infancy, die right in front of my own two eyes. on days like these, you just can’t understand how badly i really need a fucking seriously sturdy drink.

By jae

jae lethe (he/she/they) is a blogger, musician, artist, poet, web developer/designer, armchair philosophizer, teller of tales, and gadabout. Also, something he calls a "behavioral artist." (Not sure.) She has plans. BIG plans.

Among the things that he has done for a laugh are minor fractures, cuts, scrapes, and various scabs. Though she's quick to point out that they're no imbecile, we're fairly certain that he thinks the word means some kind of medieval pharmacist.

This is her latest home on teh internets - where jae stores their swear words, when they're not hurling them at the sun in vain.

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