At work we just opened up the fund for breast cancer early detection, and we’ve already helped one person get a biopsy they need. 

Not mine, my parents’. They were/are both first-gen college students, and had athletic scholarships to a small community college in a rural area. They were both taking an anthropology class, and their instructor called them to her office because she felt sure they were plagiarizing each other’s work, in a few…

I met my husband in a park in Tokyo back in 2004. My friend and I were walking around the city one night and saw some guys hanging around a swing set. My friend was 20 and I was 23 and they looked close enough to our ages that we went over to speak with them. We found out that they were finishing up high school (a bit…

October 2007, NYC. I’d recently moved from my first apartment in the city (a gorgeous studio in the West 70s that threatened to put me into debt but at least let me entertain fantasies of a Nora Ephron-esque adulthood for a few months) to a shared space with a roommate in deep Brooklyn. Missing the UWS, I’d use…

Mid-December, 2002. I was having a shitty month. I was broke and stressed and miserable and trying to give my kid a Christmas and I was supposed to be leading my UU Church’s Winter Solstice service but I’d flaked out because my life was a disaster. Walked in to the sanctuary and OH DAMN WHO IS THAT GUY? The hottest…

Try being gay and dating a girl who looks exactly like you.

“Hm, I am not sure this headline writer knows how copyright laws work”

The LL quote made me think of that old loop song, “there’s a hole in the bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza...”

I found out yesterday that I passed the bar exam.

Also, nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition. Nobody goes out into the world expecting to be a victim and sometimes when it happens it seems so unreal and you can’t possibly believe something horrible is actually happening to you when it’s happening to you. 

I am typing this one-handed because I HAD A BABY!!!

My frenemy, who was once my best friend, died of a fentanyl overdose. I was her bridesmaid in 2000 and that’s the last time I ever saw her. I wanted her back the way she was before drugs, but it was too late. I rediscovered that over and over until my heart went numb the last time she called me after getting out of…

You have beautiful handwriting!

This is my Saturday: a bar, a glass of wine, and Loki fanfic.  And yes, I hand write my drafts.  How are y’all? 

We still have a plethora of peppers and tomatoes from the garden. I look out the kitchen window and feel exhausted just looking all those ripe/ripening tomatoes. But I made a delicious pasta sauce with three kinds of sauteed peppers, broccoli, and a quick fresh tomato sauce. I took a picture of the pasta dish, but I’m…

Honestly not sure if this is a regret or not. It’s my second year of college, while I was still in a dorm. I woke up from a night of pretty heavy drinking. When I opened my laptop, I found that I’d been attempting to order a carrier pigeon online, and the only reason I didn’t was that I was too drunk to enter my…

In high school (let’s say 10th grade), I dumped my face in a bowl of chocolate pudding in the middle of the school cafeteria so my crush would be too distracted to hear my friend tell him I like him. Yeah....

Turning down a free ticket to one of Nirvana’s final shows because I didn’t trust my car to get me there. 

I stopped at Trader Joe’s and got a bag of dried apples while on the way to a train station. I ate the entire bag during the first 5 minutes of a 3-hour train ride. I had no idea. I am not sure which was worse: the constant pooping or the gas pains sitting in my seat.

Ha, that’s mad! I feel sorry for my compatriot; having an Irish accent in the States is great, you don’t want anyone stealing your thunder on that.