Monthly Archives: December 2014
I have realized that most new moons make me want to jump of a bridge. This one I am feeling even more so. I dont want to talk about it but I can’t just let it rot in my guts. … Continue reading
Ok. Not really. I love the lights and the music and the food and the cheer and spending time with my crazy family. But I hate the corporate guilt trip I’m expected to go on every holiday season. The expectation … Continue reading
Well you will understand, fellow bloggers, when I tell you why. It comes down to two simple things. 1) writing is not a real job. And 2) bed bugs are a pain in the ass. You see I love my … Continue reading
Dear White Women.