lately i’ve had the brain and {cringe} mouth of a twelve-year-old boy. pair those up with my mild case of turret’s and i’m a walking, talking bah-dum-bum-CHING poster for crude. the silliest, most inane, immature, off-color, quips kindle in my brain,...
i destroy my enemies when i make them my friends. ~abraham lincoln hostility is such a bad color on me. kindness brings out the green in my eyes, the broad of my shoulders, the glossy of my lashes. in 5th grade kristy holdburg told me i was fat. i retaliated by buying...
twin sister! paging my twin sister! come out, come out wherever you are! alas billy goats, i don’t really have a genetic duplicate…. can you imagine the world cheese shortage? although i love the maggie q suggestions… {well maybe not...
twitchy is now going six weeks strong. botox is out. a paralysis of the 24hr palpitate can’t be guaranteed, and the risks of an imbalance in the face are high. my chemical asymmetry and emotional incongruity are the rice and beans to my family of origin...
it’s my belief that some of the most interesting people in my life are those that serve me my coffee. of late, my tea. jefferey a born-again, post-pubescent, recently out of the closet starbucks manager, who fiercely insists my skirts are too too long and my...
