My friend and I have this ongoing joke in which he always tells me that he’ll “never hire me for anything.”  Let me explain a little better.  I do the stupid/awkward/unlucky things that I always do– open a bag of Cheetos with a little too much force that causes them

In honor of the upcoming Valentine’s Day, let’s talk about love. The happiness, the longing gazes, the tender moments shared. And sometimes: the drama, the emotional rollercoaster ride, the letdowns. Almost everyone has been in an intense relationship with someone who is Simply Not Good For Them, including myself. Except,

I know that NYC hasn’t been disgustingly cold this season, but someone’s still got the wintertime blues (that “someone” is me). This time of year, I always turn into a humongous B– cackling at any poor soul who dares approach me as I perform my cold weather rituals of swaddling

I smoked a lot of pot in high school.  In fact, I’d pretty much have to say it was my hobby.  I was really good at it too.  Not only did I smoke it everyday, I also managed to get really good grades!  While I don’t really smoke very often

Did you go to the Haight Street Fair yesterday? The weather was beautiful and it seems like those motherfuckers roped in the sun just right, making it the perfect summer day for a festival. If you didn’t check it out, you can get a glimpse through all of my pre-drunken