Ah, to have it all. Do you ever look around at your life, when you’re too hungover to operate the Xbox controller, and think to yourself, how do I manage to balance all these aspects of work, school, and relationships sooooo well?? Me too. And, like Gywenth Paltrow, I have

Human beings, almost as a rule, secretly enjoy complaining about their jobs. Though voluntary and oftentimes rewarding, working falls under that unfortunate subset of obligations that, while necessary, rarely ceases to make us miserable. And that, I think, is exactly why we do it. For the average person working for

This may have something to do with the cough syrup fog I’ve been living in for the past week, but I’ve think I’ve changed my tune about Valentine’s Day (which was that it’s a terrible Hallmark-created holiday full of societal pressure and empty commercial gestures of “love”). I still agree

Every good relationship has at least one major obstacle to overcome. People who write rom-coms and soap operas understand this, and it is TRUE. The most important part is how you handle the problems when they arise. The first step is to ask yourself some questions: 1) Is this an

According to the New York Public Library my borrowed copy of The Best American Essays 2009 is a week late. Fines, so far, have amounted to a total fine of exactly one dollar, which I don’t plan on ever paying. This is because my local library caught fire last week,

I can’t deny it; I’m a pretty busy lady, days filled with “do I have to move the car for street cleaning today?” followed often by the “Who can find my car first?: Parking enforcers v. Me” game, which in SF is about to get a whole lot more challenging,

Got a question about how to be a polite Broke-Ass? Email Half-Price Headliner with your queries and get schooled on how to be proper-like. Q: Dear Half-Price Headliner, I am going to New York for a week in March and was planning on crashing with an old friend from High

I’ll admit, I’m not the most eco-minded person out there. Sure I recycle and try not to chuck my empty soda cans at passerbys (like some neighborhood kids I know), but I won’t be starting a local composting group anytime some. Like most people, I’m somewhere in the middle. But