Jareth didn’t give a flying flip about anything but power. For so many eighties kids, especially goth and goth-adjacent ones, David Bowie’s spiky-haired antagonist in Jim Henson’s cult classic Labyrinth was an awakening of one sort or another. Whether he first taught one about men in makeup, mind games, moral ambiguity or the importance of... Continue Reading →
…is it’s really easy to find a whole bunch of people who have the same stupid issue you have. A teeming mass of humanity all bitching and moaning about the same dang thing. And you realize that indeed you are NOT a special unicorn with a special unicorn problem. Which just makes you want to... Continue Reading →
I’ve made it pretty plain that I have had one main muse for a looong time, and my recent rude awakening on the topic of limerence had to do with them. However, I’d be remiss to give them all the flowers, since when I think back, there have been MANY “Limerent Objects” (LOs) over the... Continue Reading →
I’ve always thought limerence was simply the term for the honeymoon part of a new romantic and/or sexual relationship. But recently, watching one of those questionable YouTube videos by someone who may or may not be an actual mental health expert, I had a eureka moment that “limerence” is probably the right word for the... Continue Reading →
It’s amazing how just ending a baseless fantasy and committing to letting mental habits go - which has absolutely no material, quantifiable implications - still feels like a tangible loss that requires a healing process. You become aware how many things you saw through a very particular lens, and how many experiences and activities you... Continue Reading →
If you know me at all, you know my ability to craft elaborate fantasies knows no bounds. Some kids on the internet these days have come around to my level of self-mythologizing, given that they talk about dressing or acting like “the MC (main character)” in their own lives. It’s rich that I have traditionally... Continue Reading →
-OK, that title is misleading. You were on the same team as me for a good while. But you were a private person, and I was a private person, and our compounded private natures meant that despite being close to you in proximity, I barely knew you at all. -Despite that, whenever you said hi... Continue Reading →
-I know a lot of people who knew you, and the puzzle pieces are adding to up to a vivid picture of an individual I feel compelled to write to right now. -When I type your name in social media, it seems you loved fiercely and checked in on a lot of people all the... Continue Reading →
Let me start by saying I remember All The Criticisms. With my last and final ex, there was a seemingly-out-of-nowhere pronouncement of dislike for my low-slung turquoise corduroys; a snickering comparison of my stompy, jerky goth club dancing to The Elaine Benes; and, eventually - when the relationship was on its last legs - a... Continue Reading →
1) I am forty and a half. That’s it. That’s the post. I’m kidding. For real, though, let’s recap. Despite interviews I feel proud of when they’re over, I have now been declined for FIVE internal, lateral-move analyst positions in as many years. Quick reminder that these positions tend to have anywhere between 60 and... Continue Reading →
The Sold Kingdom 