Am I Queer? and Other Questions Answered by Joining a New Gym

There is a man in my life who I fairly regularly upset by suggesting that I frequently fantasize about him in the throws of a homosexual romp. His harrumph is adorable. And I always “win” the conversation by telling him it’s not that I think he’s gay, but he should try dick sometime because I … Continue reading Am I Queer? and Other Questions Answered by Joining a New Gym

Solo Travel for the Anxiety Ridden Human

So you planned a trip with your handy-dandy travel buddy. It's going to be fucking phenomenal. It's booked. It's paid for. It's kind of planned. Then your travel buddy is rude enough to have a family emergency/die/breakup with you. You could be fucked. Or you could grab your balls, pull up your big-girl panties, or … Continue reading Solo Travel for the Anxiety Ridden Human

Money Diary: Why a 31-year-old Banker Living in the DC Suburbs is Thinking of Monetizing Her Blog

In the vein of such fine publications as Refinery29, Wealthsimple, and the like, I'm going to share my with you what a week living on my salary looks like. I have read enough of these (like two, so really more than enough) to know I am extremely indulgent because I insist on living alone. Please … Continue reading Money Diary: Why a 31-year-old Banker Living in the DC Suburbs is Thinking of Monetizing Her Blog

Playing Hooky: How and Why to Fake Sick Sometimes

I sent a text this morning saying I'm not feeling well. My stomach is a bit off today, but I've recently worked through the flu and the lingering respiratory crud that followed so it's not like I couldn't tough it out. I'm choosing not to. I know, it's positively un-American, this day to myself, but … Continue reading Playing Hooky: How and Why to Fake Sick Sometimes