I just got out of a meeting where I used the phrase “Rock and Roll” as a verb not once, but twice. Then I proceeded to punch myself in the neck until I passed out….
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Dirty girl
Cade popped up from behind the couch and leaned in to sniff me, crinkling his nose. “You should take a bath.” “What?” I asked. He leaned in again making sniffing noises. “You smell.” “Thanks,” I…
How a single 30something woman with no plans has a kick ass Friday night
Leaves work at 3:30 (yay! for new summer hours) Takes a hot bath until fingers get pruny Curls up with a book (Fifth Business), practices, power naps Eats two slices of sausage, onion, and jalapeno…
Allen Ginsberg how can I write a holy litany in your annoying mood?
I’ve reached the stage in my yearly mid-summer battle with stress-induced insomnia where I refuse to turn on the lights or get out of bed no matter how much I’m not sleeping. It’s the stubborn…
The girl you come to when you wanted to wreck things
Earlier this week, I was chatting with my FFJ about how surprised and impressed I was by Jean Thompson’s short story collection Throw Like a Girl. FFJ was amazed that after all the reading I’ve…
Six things keeping me from clawing at the flesh of my own face
Skipping poetry class to work. It’s the lamest thing any lamer could ever lame on. But there it is and since I made the decision, my stress level went down roughly 12 notches. Liz Phair’s…