Stay hungry, be smart
I don’t know about you guys, but I’m a little sick of Instagram. I’m sick of the way it makes me feel lately. It’s like an emotionally abusive boyfriend who I keep running back to. Do you feel the same? Take this quiz and find out! Please answer yes or […]
For those of you who don’t know, one of the many issues I face is anxiety/insomnia. It blows. But…it makes for very entertaining and useful blog posts for you so…you’re welcome. It’s currently around 5:30 am. As I was browsing around Instagram just now, I came across one post that […]
Disclaimer: this has NOTHING to do with food. Enter at your own risk. I was discussing the term “millennial” the other day with my friend Iris. She voiced her annoyance with how much she despises being put in that category, simply because we were born in 1984. Yes bitch, I’m […]
Because I couldn’t answer all the questions from Instagram Stories’ new Questions feature, I decided to answer them here. And I mean all of them, so if you asked one, it’s on here. Pls note that the camel questions were in reference to the photo I posted from Dubai many […]
It would have been wrong of me not to write something about this, the issue was I had trouble finding the words when it actually happened. Now, one month after his death, and I’m still writing in a stream of consciousness. But I think it works. Please note that some […]
Something you should know about me: I don’t love seafood. I don’t hate it, but I don’t love it. A pile of freshly steamed lobsters is not something that gets my heart pumping. They’re a lot of work, and the last time I tried to shell one I almost lost […]
I know I moved like, a month ago, but this is the beauty of working for myself: no one cares. No one cares about what I do, yet everyone cares about what I do. I figure it’s this way because they also care about what 409,857 people are doing too. […]
I’d like to preface this post by saying that I now understand why people hate moving so much. It is an absolute bitch. It is an even bigger bitch if you are a homeowner and renting it out. Yes, you heard right. I own a condo in Williamsburg (Brooklyn, not […]
You’re probably thinking…what the hell is she talking about? Does she mean chicken leg?? No, no I don’t. I’m referring to my skin-grafted leg, which some of my friends have dubbed “the ass leg”. If you still don’t know what I’m talking about, read this first. Now that you’re caught […]
