Category 2000-2011

So I’ve decided to finally say fuck it to new york winters and run off to Miami to bartend for about three months. If you know anyone at all who may be looking for a roommate for three months who… Continue Reading →

“Sitting in a pool of your own piss, with underwear and a big fat lazy gun.” You know, it’s funny how much little girls can really get under my skin. Not necessarily little in stature, but in the sense of… Continue Reading →

There’s that whole idea that we have to spend our birthdays every year in a perpetual state of contemplation; judging the past year for our accomplishments, mistakes, and the justification that we have survived another year. For me this birthday… Continue Reading →

There’s that whole idea that we have to spend our birthdays every year in a perpetual state of contemplation; judging the past year for our accomplishments, mistakes, and the justification that we have survived another year. For me this birthday… Continue Reading →

Sometimes you walk away from a situation with less energy, and more drain slipping down. For me today, the inspiration to fully take advantage of a day off is almost a joke; I got the speech yesterday about my inability… Continue Reading →

So my weekend was full of drama and too much emotion to stomach so well, but that’s ok. My birth mother and her mother were in town for the first time together. Her mother spent a good deal of time… Continue Reading →

So my weekend was full of drama and too much emotion to stomach so well, but that’s okay. My birth mother and her mother were in town for the first time together. Her mother spent a good deal of time… Continue Reading →

My boy has this incredible ability to be the best spooner on the planet. 99% of the time he is spooning, or I am spooning and we just spend a good portion of the night spooned together. Today is that… Continue Reading →

Lately I have been contemplating my future, and my present, all because I have seen my past. The other night I saw J, and it hurt, to see him, realizing it was not me with him. i was apart from… Continue Reading →

buh da buh da buh bup   I don’t know why I am all subversive sometimes. I have some friends I have made off of bme over the years, but it remains completely true that despite the whirlwind activity of… Continue Reading →