Tonight I walk around Lockhart Road in Wan Chai. It stinks of stale shitty beer and burning cigarettes. There's too much Old Spice cologne…

9.11.01 It's been twenty years since that horrific day changed so many lives.

I actually don't give two craps about how people perceive me. I haven't for many years. If people like me, that's fine, and if they don't…

This is not a post, this is a rant, but aren't the best blog posts anyways? Getting right to the point, why do I need to explain myself...

Ok, so here it goes, I'm slightly obsessed with my washing machine. I know, I know, I admit, that sound's absurd, maybe even slightly...

Exactly one year ago, almost to the day, I was furloughed by the company I had been working with for close to eight years. Ultimately,...