Tension. Attention.

NOTE: If you’re one of the people who write in because you’re completely confused by the “what’s going on with Havi’s arms?!” question, so am I. Sorry. The short answer is that it’s some sort of stuckified chronic pain that...

A gigantic block. And some destuckifying.

Here we go again. If you’ve been reading this for a while, you know that I have long conversations with my stucknesses. I meditate a lot. I talk to walls. And I occasionally let you eavesdrop on my internal dialogue. This is because I have no boundaries secretly...

I survived SXSW.

And all I got from learning things the hard way was this lousy t-shirt. If you’re not up to speed, I just got back from four wild ragtag days in Austin, Texas, where I was supposedly attending that one internet conference. I have a conflict here. On the one...
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