On loving problematic things — or things created by problematic douchebags.
Two things happened to put me in this headspace: Jenny Trout wrote an excellent post about her own struggle with art vs. artist, and this particular rhyme for ‘neurotic’ popped … Continue reading
November 13, 2014 · Leave a comment
And needs a fainting couch.
I don’t recall where I picked up ‘neurasthenic’ — doubtless a Victorian novel of some description, since it wasn’t one of the many ways I died playing Oregon Trail. Typhoid, … Continue reading
November 12, 2014 · Leave a comment
Neurotic Owl 