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Hi. I’m the Universe’s Bitch. Nice to Meet You.

by webdev | Jan 7, 2015 | Current (crazy) events, My (forced) reinvention, My bat-shit crazy divorce

When I was a senior in high school, the “new guy” in school was assigned the locker right next to mine. His last name, luckily enough: Butler. Mine: Byerman. So it was a match made in alphabetical-order heaven. He was dreamy. He was confident and suave. He was...

Six Degrees of Mikalee Byerman

by webdev | Aug 3, 2011 | I heart symbols, My (forced) reinvention, My bat-shit crazy divorce

A.K.A. The Big-Time Confession, Part 2 In our last episode, we learned:  Ricky Martin = gay. Kiefer Sutherland ≠ gay. Shania Twain is CRAZY (in love with her ex’s new wife’s ex). Mikalee Byerman is CRAZY (crap: no parenthetical content here. I just may be crazy.)...

Man! I Feel Like a Woman (with a Big-Time Confession to Make…)

by webdev | Jul 14, 2011 | My (forced) reinvention, My bat-shit crazy divorce

Sooooo. How’s it going? What’s new in your worlds? How’s life? Kids and pets doing ok? Nothing really new to report here. Things are like totally super boring in my world. No news. So maybe I’ll just wrap this up quickly. Nothing to see here....

I Spy with My Little Eye…a Blog Stalker?!?!

by webdev | Mar 24, 2011 | My (forced) reinvention, My bat-shit crazy divorce

Hey everybody … it’s time to play “I’m not a doctor, I just play one on Mikalee’s blog!” (Cue wild applause, a Tic Tac Dough-esque dragon chomping across the screen and lighting reminiscent of best-game-show-in-history Press Your Luck. Hey, don’t judge: that...

You Have an (Arti)Choke-Hold on My Heart, Valentine

by webdev | Feb 14, 2011 | I heart symbols, My (forced) reinvention, My bat-shit crazy divorce

Do you know the core theoretical underpinning of Valentine’s Day? Its very essence can be summed up in three totally dreamy, romantic, dare I say quixotic words: Worst. Puns. Ever. Seriously. If it’s not those little pesky and all perky and pastel-ly conversation...
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