Honora never had much faith in the male capacity for hygiene. Certainly not thorough hygiene. The best she had always… Read more Shitting on the Legacy of Semmelweis (Literally)
Honora never had much faith in the male capacity for hygiene. Certainly not thorough hygiene. The best she had always… Read more Shitting on the Legacy of Semmelweis (Literally)
When he said he would “fly me to the moon,” I thought he was speaking metaphorically. Instead, he meant that… Read more So Much For Being Flown to the Moon
There are many kinds of vicious cycles. Mine, it would turn out, was paying for drinks to use a bathroom… Read more To Piss Without Paying Is To Stay In
After a long dinner with his friends, Caroline and Alexander (who always corrected people when they called him Alex), finally… Read more Got Her By the Ovaries
“These girls, I don’t know them,” Father said. “They are an embarrassment to my existence. A scourge upon my reputation.”… Read more These Girls, I Don’t Know Them
He had no memory of even doing it at all. He supposed that just went to show how tired he… Read more An Irreversible Injury
She left him in January. Always the worst time to leave someone, despite many saying that the holidays are the… Read more O Christmas Tree, How Denuded Are Thy Branches
I used to enjoy going to hotels. It felt liberating somehow. “Anonymous.” Even though all your information was on file… Read more Notel
As someone new to the babysitting “game,” Hayley (who often wondered if she should legally change the spelling of her… Read more Merry Christmas, You Ageist Bitch
It was to be expected in any “major metropolitan city.” The inevitability of public transportation fucking you over on the… Read more A Less Pleasant Bus Stop Than Marilyn Monroe’s