I used to hate New Year's Eve because the hype felt unattainable. You know---have something cool to do. Look great. Make a killer resolution. Kiss someone "special" at the stroke of midnight like in a fucking fairy tale. I'm rolling my eyes here. I just couldn't buy into the blah, blah, blah of the day.... Continue Reading →
Condoms, Alcohol, Babysitting and Tears
I recently received this message: Hello and welcome to the most random-out-of-context message you may have ever received—but the other day I was in Shoppers Drug Mart with my best friend and she grabbed a box of condoms. After stifling my gag reflex at the realization that she is now in fact in a relationship... Continue Reading →