

digital hoarding
My parents gave me a powershot for my 11th birthday, which birthed little ken, my inner child that has forever loved blogging. I have been on snapchat since its origin, which is a terrifying statement to my fully developed brain. As digital sharing became more socially standard and my life experiences became more vast, my digital archives grew. I effectively have daily content from my life for over a decade, spread over 3 Gmail accounts. I lived with 3 roommates for the past
4 hours ago3 min read


THE Puzzle Story
This is the story of where my love for puzzles began, since I’m sure you’re all wondering where the desire to be the fastest puzzler in the world came from. I knew from a young age that I was really sad. I was a depressed kiddo. We always had puzzles around and did them during the holidays. Once I became sentient, and would start puzzles on my own, my dad would grumble about how he couldn’t walk by the puzzle without doing it. I would set up our puzzle board in front of the
Apr 76 min read


Two Steppin Horror Stories
This post can only be accompanied by the soundtrack to Romeo+Juliet, thank you for understanding. Part of my goals for this new year is moving my body more, but accepting that I can’t keep myself accountable to that alone right now. I need my friends and community to laugh with me and teach me how to move my body. That has looked like saying yes to invites to queer events like roller skating drag rodeo disco or two stepping night. I don’t often insert myself into bar spaces,
Feb 255 min read
