I don’t automatically agree with the person speaking. That is to say, if I’m having a conversation with someone I don’t immediately take their side in arguments or discussions. Like the time I was meeting one of Anna’s friends for the first time. When her friend started talking about her recent ex-boyfriend and how he …

There are only so many introductory letters to soldiers you can write before your brain’s Oscar convinces your mental Big Bird to burn down the street. Not that writing letters to soldiers isn’t a worthy time spender – just the initial one is soul draining. How to sound thankful without being cloy, how to sound …

Once upon a time lived a zebra-striped sequins purse. Her name was Pursey Galore and she was owned by a gal named Lori. Lori had an idea to send her purse into the world. And with each person allowed to hold Pursey for their own sweet, short while companies made a donation to the American …

Fred was a boy in my high school. We were peripheral friends. You know the kind – our friends were friends, so everyone I knew knew him and everyone he knew knew me and sometimes we’d hang out together, but only as part of a group. There was no real reason our friendship never evolved. …

I can’t fall asleep – my body still thinks it’s on the West Coast. Which is good as it means I’ll stay awake while scarfing down another dinner to feed my incessant hunger. Wait, am I jet lagged or pregnant? Oh, no, definitely jet lagged. Have no fear. Unless you were excited at the prospect …

The last time I went to get my car checked was before my Michigan/Ohio road trip. My mom suggested maybe my ’93 Chevy Lumina could use a good look-over before the drive and I grudgingly agreed. My initial hesitation was because of my hatred, intense yet futile, of all automobile-related interactions. I remember as a …

“Come on, I’m kinda drunk… and you’re kinda attractive,” John murmured in my ear. I burst out laughing as he stumbled over an apology. “I didn’t mean that, you know what I meant,” he slowly uttered, his inability to think quickly confirming his ‘kinda drunk’ status. I pushed his arms away, still bent over laughing …

So you might be wondering where i’ve been. not really? well, guess what … work has its dick up my ass and i’m pinned to this pukey cheap-ass corporate carpet. in addition to my day job here, i’m also on this enterprise new media team responsible for infusing a social media plan into every line of …

I had major reservations about this. i really don’t believe in this stuff. but i’m an open-minded chick so i thought why not give it a whirl. i signed up for match.com. now i know a lot of people have met their mates on online dating sites. and i do just about everything else online …

I’ve done a very bad thing, punkers. i went to mcdonalds today. boy, was it fucking good. normally i try to hide my guilty little pleasure because most people i know would be appalled to learn that i like to eat mcdonalds. “i’d never put that shit in my body.“ but you’d drink a coors …