Happy Birthday to me. Today is the fifteenth anniversary of my 27th birthday. It’s been really tough being 27 for all these years, especially considering that when I was actually 27, people were under the impression that I was 22.
Back then, I had no interest in destroying people’s delusions on that particular matter, because I [...]
I’m too skinny. I lost my pants yesterday. In public. Sort of. Let me explain.
I don’t like cleaning the gutters and the roof on my house. I’m not exactly afraid of heights, but I’m like a cat about it. I’ll cheerfully climb up and walk around on the tall edge of disaster, but getting back [...]
I’m allergic to marijuana, and I’m not really a big fan of country music, but I’m a Southern girl and I loves me some Willie Nelson. He’s an American institution, and if you don’t love him, too, you’re probably a goddamn terrorist. Are you high?