“Everyone, listen up. This is your safety, this is your ammo cannister,” intones our referee, a husky teenager wearing full camouflage, combat boots and a red bandana around his thick neck. “Each of you has a bag of pellets. You load the gun by filling the cannister.”
Ten of us nod obediently. It’s the 40th birthday […]
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“Hey, come over here. Come look at this couch,” Boyfriend calls, flopping down on one of the mammoth sofas in the furniture showroom.
I walk over and survey his newly conquered territory. “Yeah it’s nice. But it looks too big.”
“Too big? What are you talking about? I need a big couch.”
“Sweetie, if we put a […]
So, after almost a year of freelancing, (AKA spending my days in t-shirts on my couch, my spine slowly coiling as I hunch over a laptop, trolling for my next writing gig), I’m officially taking a job. The Huffington Post is “making an honest blogger out of me,” so to speak, and I’ll be writing […]
When I was a lawyer, obsessing over monthly billables and spending at least twenty minutes every night calculating how many more hours I’d have to average per day in order to make my quota and/or bonus, I lamented not being able to travel, just take off and leave, regardless of schedules, approved dates or number […]
There’s an art to crashing a swanky Hamptons party. It should be done with a certain finesse, or at least a gung ho shamelessness that accompanies three or four vodka tonics. True, actually knowing the host or hostess would be considerably classier, but that’s not about to stop us on our quest for snooty revelry […]
I like to cook. I’m happy to admit it. In law school I would pass the time in Fed Courts or Trusts & Estates looking up articles in “Food & Wine” and “Cooking Light,” in between reading juicy personal emails over other peoples’ shoulders or watching the online Paris Hilton sex video. Since moving to […]
Since I’ve tossed off my desk chains and abandoned the corporate world, I’ve made an effort to get out and interact with other sectors of the city. So much goes on in Manhattan outside of Midtown highrises, and why live here if you experience none of it. So last night, when Boyfriend and Media Friend […]
For the past month or so, I’ve been pulling out some serious stops to post 4 times a week - let’s just say that sleep has become an entirely optional activity from Monday through Thursday. Considering that Boyfriend is starting to forget my hair color and Cat has begun prostrating herself across the keyboard in […]
For those who don’t have to deal with me on a regular basis (meaning everyone but my boyfriend, who gets a big elbow in the ribs every night when I can’t sleep) I’m a chronic insomniac. Occasionally I’ll fall asleep at a reasonable time of night, and even less occasionally I’ll sleep 8 full hours. […]
Welcome to my blog, a continuous observation of human ridiculousness.
A little background about me: I am a twentysomething caught the carrot race, in a field dominated by high-maintenance upwardly mobile overachievers who have no problem forking over two grand a month to live in Upper East Side highrises and tote purses with logos from J. […]
