Love, or a Literary Exercise?
Thank God my data plan now supports unlimited texting. Date #7 and I exchanged 82 messages yesterday. Eighty two! Granted, he was sitting on a plane…
The Exercise of Reason
It was bound to happen sooner or later—and this, my friends, is why I should probably stop embarking upon pseudo-scientific “experiments.” Experiments, you see, require procedures,…
A Not-So-Happily-Ever-After Ending
It’s over. The end. Finito. I don’t quite know what to do with myself now. It’s officially summer— I should be going to the beach or…
The Family that Plays Together…
As every professional dancer knows, cross training is of the utmost importance. This is why I take advantage of every possible opportunity to play mini golf.…
Just About Tapped Out…
This morning I spent a good three minutes standing in the bathroom, staring at my pink Schick Quattro razor trying to remember how to change the…
