FFJ & I sat on the bench outside the dog grooming place next to the Thai food place that I love. The sun was bright and neither of us were ready to get back to real life. We talked about men, drinking, Arrested Development, and if it means I’m a cougar now because I’d rather …
So, if you know me you’d probably agree that for the most part I’m kind of a curious cynical skeptic with a dash of conspiracy theorist thrown in for good measure. Only my conspiracy theories usually involve companies and how everything is a marketing ploy and not so much nefarious deeds by the government. I …
You really think I had more to say? I don’t. It’s just a picture of my hair that looked super good today. If you are curious my hair smells like this. I don’t have any more hair updates at the moment, but if I do you’ll be the first to know. P.S. If you look …
As a writer of no repute I still find the need to address the tragedy in Boston. I don’t have anything to say that other’s haven’t said much better with more sensitivity and intelligence, and yet it feels weird to not address the current events in some way. Like how can I just jump back …
As I type there are tator tots in my oven that I will be eating for lunch. If I weren’t so busy spewing about on Twitter about Fonzie & fuckable unreliable narrators, I would be marching in front of the oven watch the timer countdown. I’m really fucking hungry. This is the week of the …
Before: In case you forgot, these are the low-slung brown pigtails I was eager to get rid of. After: As you can see I’m still rocking the home alone pigtails. They are home alone because I have some weird thing about a forty-year-old woman walking out in the world with pigtails. And because they make …
