I’m super late and give zero fucks if anyone sees this. I went out dancing tonight for the first time in 2 years and I forgot how fun it can be! It was for a bachelorette party, and it actually helped that I only knew 2-3 people there (that and the 5 drinks I had to loosen me up). I need to work up the nerve to go out…

Hate being a USA left-coaster when oosting—I missing the party! Having a tough week—sick kid so had to take two days off work, then I got sick (took no days off work), my husband is out of town, my kid started kindergarten and is being a jerk at home, I can’t shake a migraine and I’m realizing I may need to give up…

I just wanted to say that I am sad, and for the first time in a very long time, I am lonely. I just wanna play with someones fingers, you know?

I’m not judging. I understand. I just want to give you the advice a good friend gave me years ago. Re-read Anna Karenina. Okay? (internet stranger hug)

I know this will be grey since I don’t comment very much, but I need to vent and don’t feel like talking about this with my friends.

I need advice and perspective.

I’m part of the management team at a gallery, so while I’m not much more than an enthusiastic amateur myself, I work with a lot of pro artists, upcoming and established. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with wanting to represent your work in a state that reflects your best, particularly not if you are planning to…

I got inducted into a college honor society the other night. I feel a little weird about. It is an honor society for people with disabilities. On the one hand it is a great honor to be recognized for my academic achievements. On the other hand I am not fond of the label of being disabled.

I’m catching up on freelancing tonight! It’s both going to be both fun and frustrating. While Pinterest is wonderful in many ways it also sucks because people will send me their pins and blatently ask me to copy the designs for their save the dates or whatever they want me to work on. It’s frustrating because I don’t…

My non-neurotypical son started pre-school this week. He licks random objects and is scared of public bathrooms. I had whipped myself up into a frenzy of anxiety about all of the things that could go wrong. When his teacher texted me a picture of him having his snack, laughing with some little friends he made, I broke…

Looking for other peoples’ thoughts on something: I am a photographer. I have a degree in art, and although photography was only a small part of that, I’ve spent several years teaching myself more. I’ve shot multiple portrait sessions, engagements, and weddings. I’ve done photography for free for family members as…

Long distance relationships suck...

Your mother-in-law is a legend.
Also, is it just me, that I’d much rather someone think I’m having shower sex with my husband than think he’s pooping a foot away from me while I’m in the shower?

My apologies in advance for the long backstory, but it is necessary to fully understand the horrible-ness of the situation. I live in a tiny apartment in New York with my wife and son, which, ever since our son has gotten the ability to walk and talk and whatnot already made sex a fairly covert affair (the window of…

My wife was feeling horny once while we were on a long driving trip. I believe we were going through Nebraska at the time. She was in the passenger seat, but unbuckled herself and slid over to my lap. (Yes in hindsight this wasn’t a good idea). Youth and stupidity, blah, blah, blah. Anyway, she was trying to be sexy…

Scene- My bedroom, 2 AM, after a bottle and a half of wine.
Players (In a theatre sense, not like, a gross way to say ‘lovers’ or whatever)- My husband and also my me.

We were young, early 20’s, shitty on wine, having laugh sex, where we sort of clumsily bounced around the bedroom, laughing and not totally putting all…

Public Service Announcement to the Men: Always tell your partner when you’re about to come. The very first time I gave a blow job to completion, I exhaled just as my boyfriend came, causing me to shoot cum out of my nose all over both of us. It really, really burns.

A Story of Few Words: A Sexy Haiku

I really don’t get the animosity of some of the comments I’ve seen (not just here). He’s not telling everyone that they should make every ingredient they eat from scratch, he just enjoys learning about the processes that go into creating things. Don’t want to go through the trouble he did? Go to Panera. But he seems…

God forbid someone takes the time to understand the world around them.