As a child, I was scared of bad tattoos. I feared what’d happen if I regretted the design or content or location. I couldn’t understand leaving on my body a permanent, physical reminder of my stupidity on purpose, which is why now, as an adult, I gave myself a permanent, physical reminder of my stupidity … More I Accidentally Gave Myself A Bad Tattoo
I shouldn’t need to give a reason for writing down a list of things I’m grateful for, but if you must know, it was because last week was Thanksgiving and this week I’m depressed. Being in a funk makes it harder to think about gratitude when all you want to do is lie on the … More 14 Weird Things To Be Grateful For
The universe recently said to me, I see you, feeling like you’re broken down and not going anywhere, and raise you your apartment, which is better than you at both those things. Not only is it crumbling to dust, but also it physically can’t move from where it stands and will continue to lower the … More What’s Broken Down And Not Going Anywhere?
In a way, I chose to drink too much at a formal event four hours before getting on a plane to Los Angeles. Because something horrible always happens when I travel, I figured I could at least make the token bad decision one I had control over. Given that a thirty-thousand-mile-high hangover over the state … More The Plane At LAX