I JUST left Santa Fe on Wednesday after living there for two months. I could have used this!!!! I’ll just have to go back someday soon.

IF YOU WANT TO FIND THE LESBIANS GET A JOB AT WHOLE FOODS. That’s the […]

I would be a family-sized box Reese Puffs, poured in its entirety into an industrial-sized mixing bowl. Actually, this IS who I am, so I really just want to share with you that I’m living the dream.

MOTORCYCLE BOOTS.

Ummmm how in god’s name could you forget motorcycle boots, when pretty much every girl with whom I’ve clam jammed was wearing Fryes when I gave her a dyke-nod from across the room, and […]

There is something positively foul that oozes from my pores when I fly. I mean, we’re all familiar with how we smell after yoga, before sex, after sex, before a much-needed shower, after hanging out at your […]

I went last year.

It was insane. Occasionally a good time, mostly just a frat-fest.

NEVER AGAIN. Not even to see Radiohead.

I’d rather [do something so gross that Laneia can't bring herself to have to read […]

I drink wine and cry and make-out all the time. With lovers, and alone. It’s especially indulgent if it’s from a box.

This will sound harsh.

I have been where you are right now. Far too many times. Because I let my partner rely on me, using me as a crutch and therefore lessening their own personal need (literally, ‘need’ […]

I’m really looking forward to this, especially the clown make-up.