I have a past of being continuously screwed over. I’m pretty sure my leech of an ex-boyfriend who still manages to interfere with my present-day life is why I have this pipe dream of being swept off my feet by a wealthy B-list celebrity or a rich finance dude. Until

The only time I feel compelled to date these days is when other people encourage me to get out of my personal bubble. So, I try. It seems that I can’t find a happy medium, and the following reasons deter me from moving past the initial first dates and often

I’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available

  Ah, the old Facebook relationship status feature: at once a a source of drama, a pathetic attention-seeking strategy, and hotbed of facts you never wanted to know about your boss, highschool classmate you haven’t talked to in ten years, or “frenemy” you don’t have the balls to de-friend. What