I can’t fucking write and its all your fault.
somewhere b e t w e e n the procrastination…. and the homework….. and the incessant forwards…..and jobs….and the friendships….. and the calls to each
Sell-you-light/that’s right they try to sell you lite beer/lite cake/lite cookies/ pepsi lite/99% fat-free but who’s trying to be fat-free? certainly not me let me
It is the last day of my Dr. Smith classes. I have picked up my cap, gown, and graduation tickets. It’s my last time logging
What is it that makes us afraid of men? At work, there is a man who has been making comments to me, and then I
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Bitch Now, when he and I meet, after all these years, I say to the bitch inside me, don’t start growling. He isn’t a trespasser
As of December 1, I am officially financially independent. Because that’s not just a little bit scary. Finally. Peace and quiet here in the newsroom.
When I was in the Starbucks drive-thru, the girl at the window goes, “I like your shirt. It matches your car. I have a lot
I got a plaque from Brent and the Club today, which he presented to me in front of all of our friends, both old and