It’s honestly unfathomable. That someone—hordes of someones, in fact—could be so okay with picking themselves in public. That word, picking,… Read more Public Excoriation Should Result in Eternal Damnation
It’s honestly unfathomable. That someone—hordes of someones, in fact—could be so okay with picking themselves in public. That word, picking,… Read more Public Excoriation Should Result in Eternal Damnation
Wherever she went, and whatever she did, it seemed her gender had to get involved. Had to “bog her down”… Read more You Fucking Terrible Woman, You Horror
Ever feel like one minute you’re a fully functioning human being and the next you’re fat? Like it happens overnight… Read more Elevator Going Down (And Taking Your Self-Esteem With It)
He broke his arm when he was young. Far too young. Three and a half, to be exact. His rebellious,… Read more From Right to Left in the Break of an Arm
Sometimes I wonder: are all women doomed to be “wide-brimmed” after a certain age? Walking behind one such waddling hen… Read more Wider With Age
If you went into his room during the once-in-a-lifetime chance he was out of it, you could smell the more… Read more The Gregor Samsa Roommate
“Elle” a.k.a. “Her” in Hiroshima Mon Amour says she won’t ever go back to Nevers (never will she ever) because… Read more Jeune à Nevers
The first time, it was easy to chalk up the sighting to “coincidence.” Just as it was the second time… Read more Stylo in the Bois
Thanks for nothing, Mom and Dad. Except, I guess, for “bringing me to this Earth.” Wow, what an achievement. You… Read more Thanks For Nothing: A Privileged Boy’s Soliloquy
I didn’t think it was possible that someone could still have the audacity to say, “It’s the freakin’ weekend” at… Read more The Shock of Hearing Someone Say “It’s the Freakin’ Weekend” Au Présent