Alcohol lubricated the rough edges of social interactions; I never needed it to enjoy sex but I did need it to handle large groups of people. This is why, seven years off of all substances, I faced the prospect of attending my first orgy with near panic and a lot of questions…
Read MoreLeave the house? Why fucking bother. Create something new? Bleh I have nothing inside. No, I will not answer that fucking phone call or that text or that email or that notification or that anything. I will sleep though…
Read MoreThe most important thing about celebrating Festivus properly is to not give a fuck. I mean literally DO NOT GIVE A FUCK…
Read MoreThere's a certain type of woman who gets on the train first thing in the morning with her makeup flawless, outfit impeccably assembled, tailored and wrinkle free, hair styled to perfection. I have never been that woman…
Read MoreEarlier this year I posted a very wholesome and feel-good piece about the Girl Scouts — here's what I didn't include in that "love letter"...
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