The Healing Power of Touch

One of the greatest pleasures of adulthood is having the autonomy to spend your money as you see fit. This past years’s isolation led many people, including myself, to examine where the line of their wants and needs converges, and then buy the shit out of everything they could possibly want. Peloton had a banner … Continue reading The Healing Power of Touch

Diagnosis: A Mild Hoax

On March 8th I went home on my lunch break and took a full hour nap. On a March 10th my throat burned when I breathed, and I started coughing. The cough was deep, and felt like your knees do when you fall and scrape them on cement. I worked the full day used the … Continue reading Diagnosis: A Mild Hoax

Things It’s Okay to Cry About In Isolation

In real life, I’m a stone cold emotionally constipated bitch. This is a fact that I’ve known for a long time and sadly I haven’t the wherewithal nor the disposable income to fix this (thanks Sallie Mae). We’re in unprecedented times, which I think, given what I’ve seen in the traditional and social medias, is … Continue reading Things It’s Okay to Cry About In Isolation

Still alone: What Happens After a Two Week Quarantine

My two weeks have come and gone. Some dude name James is bringing me groceries tonight, my 16th night of my 16th day with no real human contact. Don’t worry, because I was sick during the panic buying that probably infected you with the same chest cracking disease, I will run out of toilet paper … Continue reading Still alone: What Happens After a Two Week Quarantine

Good Touch, Bad Touch because You Need Another Post about COVID-19

Just to keep tabs: home alone for 8 days now, 3 days working from home, 17 hours since my last fever disappeared, 5 potatoes roasted, 2 cups of coffee (since I’ve been confined, not today, I’m not a barista). Now that you know that I have reached the end of my rope, I thought I’d … Continue reading Good Touch, Bad Touch because You Need Another Post about COVID-19

A Week Alone: Getting through Isolation…Some More

It has been a full week since I’ve had a conversation with someone in person. And I cried today, because it’s only Wednesday. And I haven’t exercised in 10 days because breathing air hurts. But it’s too early for rock deep in your guts depression. So how do you deal? You can always educate yourself. … Continue reading A Week Alone: Getting through Isolation…Some More

Never Play Second Fiddle: a Guide to Living a Music Based Life

I recently had the delight of dinner with my father, brother and nephew, we went to a very dive-y little place that served the best chicken fried chicken I’ve had as an adult. I’m only telling you this because I know my brother doesn’t read this and I’ll be damned if he finds out that … Continue reading Never Play Second Fiddle: a Guide to Living a Music Based Life

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